Saturday, April 1, 2017

Poem: Rectify Our Prayer 


Rectify Our Prayer

We have prayed with the sun and recited psalms with the moon and have never moved our lips with light. 

Rectify our prayers!

Who is the fire in light?

Who is the hand of life?

It is the Song of God. 

I hear the wind of many wings. She is coming! The one who sings the Song of God. 

Elijah rises up and announces: She descends, crying out to the very edge of the world, "Hear, Oh Israel..." 

How do they respond?

They cry out to her, "Sing us The Song of God!"

For if they do not cry out to her in this way she will not descend unto them. 

Who is the waves of love that encircle all worlds? 

Who is that Jew, the one begging outside the gates of Rome?

It is the Song of God, strong in grace, gently instilling faith.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Poem: Field of Trees

Field of Trees


A field of trees

High in the heavens

Plowed and made fertile

Prepared to yield

Fruits of holy ecstasy

For the long and gentle Sabbath

The prohibited bride

Is now the permitted wife

All the secrets of love

And all the secrets of life

Are now her own

And she is the gardener of the garden

And her trees produce in abundance

Her aura while she labored

Was worthy of life

Her radiance in her rest

Is her praise to her God

I, HASHEM, have not changed, and you, Sons of Jacob, have not become extinct. MALACHI 3:6