Type: Poem

“let us shape the fire of our bruised backs into the peaceful streams of clearing throats…”

“I didn’t fast on Yom Kippur / But I mended my relationship with my spouse and children by being present in the moment and honest about my feelings in a positive way…”

“Sometimes there is not /  enough space / to contain all of the grief.”

“Today, do not take your hunger for granted, and likewise, do not take your food tomorrow as a given…”

“The nearby porch clutter did not diminish their / prayers, inspiring my own return to Shabbat.”

“I leave my safe haven / this night of purity and sighs”

“Time for your / soul to take flight, time for your soul / to light a new star.”

“Carefully, I grope in the dark to find my cup. / This cup dwells within.”

“The silent air before it is blown into sound inside the horn of a beast…”