Is the morning each day
greater than my small life?
There is hope held within
being smaller than the sunrise.
The days will continue,
long after we are gone.
We stand in our silence,
in the pinnacle of our prayers.
Go to where you can pray.
Your prayers move before you.
They will continue
Long after you are gone.
Who are we to know
the intention of God?
There is a narrative
running through our history.
It is still speaking within
the vastness of Infinity
in the language of
the Ki Tov.
The experience of No Words
invites us into The Silence.
How much sorrow can be held?
Enough to redeem.
