* Inspired by Parashat Shoftim
The King awaits,
Tangible
As the flowers
Of the field,
Displayed in forms of
Golden illumination,
Heart-shaped, dappled hue
On the tree trunk
Facing me.
And with my back up,
Against another,
In a garden named
After a Queen.
I have come to immerse,
As I had for years,
A Jewess in a suburban home,
Rendered near-complete,
Bathing in a rainforest.
To this new-to-us place
Of healing amongst the cedars;
A special embrace
Is shared.
Cradled by a branch of a deciduous tree,
Near seamlessly enfolded by solid conifer trunk,
You are the one pointing out
Symbiotic,
Synergistic
Relationship,
Between two trees,
Inextricably linked together.
It happened while we marveled
In silence:
A steady stream of tiny ants
Ever so close,
Then diverging;
An army’s worth of avoidance,
Of Your out-stretched right hand.
Bodily nefesh bows,
As a breeze of RuachLit. Spirit. Some new versions of blessings call God "Spirit of the World" (Ruakh Ha’olam), rather than "King of the World" (Melekh Ha'olam).
Blows a question
Softly enough to make the tips
Of my feathers quiver.
“Whom do I want to be with?”
A still small voice answers.
“Baruch HaShem'Blessed is the Name [of God]." Often abbreviated as B''H. Examples of usage: ''My child is well, B''H;'' even as a stand-alone response to, ''How are you?'' B''H!,
My lover is always,
As always
Right here.”
