Topic Tags: love

“They’ll find simkha / coiled like a spring, / waiting to burst / into something beautiful…” 

Vast floods cannot quench love; // rivers cannot drown its life-weaving power.

Were you there, in wisps // of dreams that eluded me? // Maybe you’re off doing whatever // soul work awaited you. Or poof, // evaporated.

I dry her hair // gently, squeezing over her scalp // as she used to do for me

“The comfort of your presence The call of my being toward your light…”

“May Hashem bless you more each year…”

“I imagine my soul nestled deep in my body…”

“A child dreams of a garden where no bombs fall…”

A 5-part poem exploring family connections