The shofarA ram's horn that is blown on the High Holidays to "wake us up" and call Jews to repentance. It is also said that its blast will herald the coming of the messiah. breaks the heart open
It starts out as a small thing:
A breath.
An intention.
A wordless prayer.
And then it meanders,
Finding its way.
Like the soul on the path of the best laid plans.
The ways open, some
Less narrow,
But with more choices
More to get wrong
More circuitry on the way to right
And then the breath widens
Finding its shape
Strong and sure
Like a teenager with her conviction:
Tekiah.
Shevar
Eem
Eem
Eem:
An Eema
An AbbaFather
Firm Â
Sometimes tired
Juggling life and the next generation
Searching for renewal
Teruah:
A life full of stops and starts
A soul staccato in its striving
Each of us expands out,
Our living a tekiah gedolah
A breathÂ
Becoming a songÂ
Of our living.
