The living waters,
they take, they give
as they roll over me …
with only my skin holding me together,
The waters support me
Embrace me,
Leave me raw
And
Comfort me.
The water still … has left its imprint
On my skin. I feel
Both more whole
And more fragile.
I close my eyes like a newborn as I immerse…
They opening as I emerge into a new world
To a new me
Like just shabbat candles lit for the first time
Every Friday.
Surrounded by my sisters,
I sit apart.
Loving their questions.
Hearing their experiences.
Respecting their stories.
Why have I not seen this before?
I thank you God, that I see it now.
