Type: Poem

“The hidden sparks / That are released / When I dare / To listen To dance / in your arms”

“You are not Bitter, / And you shrug the name away. / You do not complain.” You simply are.

“…Shekhinah can shine in nature and maintain Her omnipresence.”

“What do we do / with these yellow ribbons / tied to the memory / of October 7th?”

“may those returning home / find comfort in the permeance / of rebuilding and reaping”

“Visions of forest-green diminish / until another time.”

“We are each a Torah / to be embraced and celebrated…”

“This space is not solid, / there’s no roof against rain.”

“Lift our eyes to the mountains, / so, our hearts can take flight…”