"Mount Sinai" - A Poem by Christina Joyce Kotha

 

Mount Sinai

Dark sky, twinkling stars; 

'Twas like a never ending journey to Mars. 

Chilly air, giant rocks 

On the path I trekked, wearing Crocs. 

Stopped by the tiny wooden tea spots, 

Where ancient lovers drew many hearts. 

That place gave me utmost warmth, 

Especially when an Egyptian offered me some broth. 

When I reached the top of the mountain, 

It made my heart gush like a fountain. 

Gazing at the moon so near, 

Made that moment extremely dear. 

Learning about the ancient glory, 

Every other thing was nugatory. 

As I walked down from the mountain top, 

The beauty of the sun rise made me stop. 

Thanking God for his splendid creation, 

I wanted to stay there for generations. 

My heart was filled with so many memories, 

That became the cornerstones of wonderful stories. 

Thus, it was one heaven of a ride 

On Mount Sinai. 

                                                - Christina Joyce (BtCFs)