By Faith

Jacob dies in Egypt;
by irony (or sovereignty)
he leads a life of pilgrimage
in the Land of Promise
yet dies a prince embalmed
in a land of lies and bondage
The sorrows and the sins are his
but so the covenant of God.
And what of God
who orders these discrepancies
these diametric rifts in perceived reality?
Say only,
"Bury me in Canaan."
for faith is not a slave to the apparent
allowing in his sojourn
delays, detours, and disappointed hopes
which end
despite the doubts
in empty tombs