Type: Poem

Let me remember my breath on the wind as / Fragile / Fleeting / Precious

“Thank you G-d, for worn spines and fragile paper…”

“Some time ago (I can’t say when) it leeched into my thoughts as through a cracked wall, / a breach in my otherwise fortified mind.”

“What if we understood / that shalom swirls through the worlds…”

“As the winds throw us astray / Get out of your own way…”

“We turn to our avodah, / Our Holy Service…”

“The lilacs, normally in bloom now, are making a frail show of it…”

“You are / the most faithful of flora…”

“Listen for the Silver Trumpet’s high notes…”