Barukh atah adonai, eloheinu melekh ha’olam, hameikhin mitz’adei gaver.
Blessed are you God, ruler of the universe, who firms up our steps.
Sitting,
Late
In the hour of my day,
And open
In the doorway of my tent.
When, lo,
Three visitors approach.
Gavriel, who delivers strength
In the midst of not-knowing,
To resist engagement in the costly
Matters that only prove to hurt me.
There, too, Raphael
With offerings of healing.
Companions on the journey,
Guiding me to see
That which was always there:
Deep wells to quench thirst,
Sacrifices appropriate for the altar,
Sparing the nourishment delivered
By those whom I love,
And who love me.
Along with these two, Michael,
Whose iridescent feathered wings
Conceal an invitation.
Encoded brilliant letters
Nested between
Soft blue feathers:
Re’eh—envisioning, seeing with clarity,
The white fire between the letters of TorahThe Five Books of Moses, and the foundation of all of Jewish life and lore. The Torah is considered the heart and soul of the Jewish people, and study of the Torah is a high mitzvah. The Torah itself a scroll that is hand lettered on parchment, elaborately dressed and decorated, and stored in a decorative ark. It is chanted aloud on Mondays, Thursdays, and Shabbat, according to a yearly cycle. Sometimes "Torah" is used as a colloquial term for Jewish learning and narrative in general.,
An articulated expression
Of those yet blank spaces.
My journey,
Still to be
Unfolded;
Unfurled;
Unhidden.
One Response
All the while recovering
From a Holy wound
Yet inspired
To welcome
Others.