Type: Poem

“My gratitude is not for tourists.”

“Which letter is my own in all of Torah?”

“Can we fill ourselves with breath / of kindness, breath of calm?”

This poem is dedicated to dedicated to Vivian Silver, z”l, and her vision for peace

A poem marking the 40th day of fighting after the attacks on October 7th.

“Standing at the shore Miriam faced the sea to watch the threats and the pain of a million moments prior…”

“sparking hope / for a engulfing glow to illuminate all peoples / through love…”

“Darkness is Love: / deep, endless, rapturous curiosity / ripe for the work of creation.”

“We are with each other. We are not alone. / We will do what we have always done.”