Tradition & Innovation

Ki Teitzei

person shown from behind in field with clouds and bluish sky
For Chloe
What a time!
What a parashah!
So little comfort to
Nestle safely into.
I feel battered
Even though 
No whip or stone
Has struck my skin.
Barukh HaShem
For the Song of Songs
Sung during Elul.
A balm, made ready,
To soothe those
Who are weakened,
In a field filled
By need. 
In the world of senses, 
That entry level of mindfulness,
Bridges arise from the mundane,
As Angels carry reprieve
In the form of beauty.
My Nefesh of silk,
Yours of embroidery,
Repair as one small act
Of a glorious (re)creation;
Joining together
On this,
Our side 
Of the Gate.

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