Leah’s stone is smooth, It has no imperfections. There is no spot, no stain No groove It sits perfectly It does not move. Leah sees nothing and Everything at once: There is no speck in Leah’s eyes, But oh her heart, How it cries! How it cries. Leah can see me Or so she says, As she chews on a Morsel of unleavened Bread. We share the same meal Served on the same plate We divide the spoils And sit and curse Fate. She pats her chest She smooths her hair She sits and rocks Upon her sister’s chair. Leah seeks love but Leah knows despair Leah knows despair Leah’s lambs are unspotted Leah’s lambs are pure, They graze on flowers There is no scent to their manure. Leah’s lambs are small and sweet They nuzzle her hands And nibble her feet. Leah’s stone is looking-glass sheer Polished by her hair, Worn perfect by her tears Leah thinks her hands are bound Yet Leah’s blood mixes with the Red earth she wields to Grind away craggy points of Imperfection: Leah’s blood sanctifies all Spiritual infection. Leah has a pet lamb It is wooly and white It is her darling without Spot or mite. A gentle creature – A beast of light It’s tiny skull is dazzled Under her weary gaze, But is doomed by her man's Book of Days That says what comes in Spring Must bleed in the summer’s haze. Leah’s arms hold a boy with A shock of dark hair He drinks from the spring Of his mother’s care. In comes a man with a Big sharp knife Leah holds on tightly: She is mother before wife. The lamb must bleed On Leah’s stone The boy must bleed - Wander far from home. Lies and half truths Suffering and death The blood of the lamb Meant to hide the mess. Such a little lamb Such a tender song Leah’s arms get tired Yet they hold on strong. The hand is raised, It comes down hard Leah longs to be held Yet she is pushed out far! Oh, must Leah’s blood know Suffering and war? Leah’s stone sits between Me and her She spits out seeds She rests her head on white fur Leah’s gift is bitter not sweet She holds out a plate Of stewed mutton meat, While the tender lamb Sits outside on her stone. Leah sits in dust Where is her throne?