Type: Poem

“The water waited to see the animals again, / the shapes they would assume and the sounds they’d make…”

“Prophecy is the glue that yokes today / with tomorrow, it is one hopeful word…”

“The stone, once mud  at the bottom of the ocean / pressed into rock by time, / will outlast me.”

“Praying at The Wall, / Rav Kook’s Four-Fold Song / Singing in my ear…”

“To calm the tide of polarities Endeavor to massage and find similarities…”

“There are ashes sunken within us / in places that feel too deep to touch…”

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…”