Lattice

“My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.”

– Song of Songs 2:9, JPS 1917 Tanach

The beloved peers through the lattice,

that we place between ourselves and G-d.

He wonders how to reach our souls,

so fettered with the wonders of the world.

If only he could be spotted outside

of our cluttered households,

seen through the window of our minds,

and past our preconceptions of divinity.

Make room, clear out the house

where you reside, sheltered from the Unknown.

Breathe in, the fresh outdoor air,

where the beloved waits for you.

And, together, hand in hand,

proceed to the Promised Land.

For when all is said and done

in this life, we fly with angels

to the House of the Beloved.

poetry: His Presence

I am in All things,
All things are in Me.
Yet, I am not all things;
nor, are all things Me.

I sit on my throne
in Seventh Heaven;
yet, I hear the prayers
whispered in sanctuary.

My transcendence transcends
the greatest distance imagined.
Even so, My immanence is closer
to your soul than your thoughts.

I am Above and Below,
I created the highest heavens,
the lowest depths of the earth,
the seabeds, and the mountains.

Look in every direction,
I am there within the wind.
My Spirit resides with those
who earnestly seek Me.