It’s understandable.
We want the comfort
of Torah,
of a mishkan,Â
Full and complete,
And traveling with us;
Given we are a people,
forever on the move.
The mystics teach
that each day,
extends throughout time.
every event,
a liminal variationÂ
on a theme.
Torah also carries
a dismantling.Â
however disquieting,
Sometimes,
a mishkanÂ
needs to beÂ
disassembled.
It is being called
to move.
sometimes,
the best each of us can do
is to be responsibleÂ
for the safe-keeping
of one small,
yet beautiful and necessary part,
over terrain,Â
somehow familiar,Â
althoughÂ
not yetÂ
fully known.
Sometimes,
The best we can do
Is allow ourselves
To be reassuredÂ
That one day,
Please God, soon,
We will collect ourselves;
We will gather in;
We will reassemble.
