No Longer Lost, Tim Knipp 10/5/14 (Gen. 11:27)

Lost and alone -
flesh drips off bones
and wind
whistles through
the ribbed cage;
my knees rattle.

Stuck
between the origination
and 
the ultimate destination,
between the desire
and
the realization;
God calls 
into the void,
offering hope
to His lost child,
offering  purpose
to a barren future,
offering Himself
to a confused heart.

Future generations
hang in the balance
as God
calls into the void.
He has a thing
for lost creatures,
relentlessly pursuing us -
the beam of light 
bouncing through trees,
- the voice calling above the storm,
- the father with arms open wide,
- the mother who leaves 
the porch light on.