Heavenly Messenger

Prayers are only answered from a distance;

there is a great expanse that separates

between the supernal heights of Shomayim,

and the lowliness of our earthbound plight.

By the time the angelic messenger

passes through the strata of rakia,

the communication has become veiled,

in language that is beyond our understanding.

The malach who was dispatched from Above,

ascends again with empty hands and a heavy heart;

his only contentment is found in the accomplishment

of the task entrusted to him alone to enact.

Regardless of the recipient’s lack of awareness,

G-d’s word will not have been sent in vain;

rather, its purpose will have been accomplished,

without the cognizance of the beneficiary.

Promise

1 Nissan 5781

Running, the tempest behind me,

still present in my thoughts and dreams;

yet, somewhere on the horizon, I can see

in the distance, there is a place serene.

Joyous within myself, outwardly smiling,

my emotions never surface enough to be visible;

perhaps, a trait from my ancestors upbringing,

learned men of books, studying in the shtetl.

My father comprehends the silence,

that his view from heaven always reveals;

although, amidst my own earthly burdens,

much for me still remains concealed.

Yehi ratzon, I will be consoled at last

by the promise of the Final Redemption;

each year that closes the gaps of the past,

brings us closer to our future reunion.

Linear time and eternity merge,

as hours pass into days and years;

in a single glimpse, moments converge,

carrying the weight of golden tears.

The Beis HaMikdash looms visible,

in the inner sanctum of the soul;

a place of solace, clearly recognizable

by the light of the Shepherd’s fold.

Blue Dye

Like turquoise,

akin to sapphire am I,

techeles blue, I am called.

As lofty as the throne of Elokim;

and, as lowly as the chillazon snail.

Encapsulated within a single thread,

tied around a religious fringe,

reminding the wearer of Shomayim;

and, the ocean of wisdom called Torah.

Comprising the regal clothing of the Kohein Kadol,

surrounding the mishkan (tabernacle) with beauty.

The color of honor chosen for Mordechai,

and the dishonor of the rebel, Korach.

My ancient source has vanished,

only the remnants of shells remain,

found in an archaeological dig;

yet, some look to the cuttlefish.

Such an important mitzvah

for the sake of the tzitzis (fringes);

the pious wait for the true color,

to be discovered, bringing renewal.

Betrothal

erev Tu b’Shevat 5781

Every bell rings true

at the wedding of Adam and Eve.

All of the animals, flowers and trees,

pay homage to the crown of creation.

There is a music inside the ten utterances

of the Creator, Who brought all into being.

As each seedling sprouted, a world was born;

and, every niche was made for its own species.

Only today, as stewards, we have forgotten,

how to honor the contract between us and G-d,

when we demonstrate our carelessness,

as species die out, fading from the earth.

Rebirth, renewal, and awareness of life,

will bring us closer to Paradise, while

our souls are uplifted towards Heaven;

in search of a divine betrothal.

poem: Delight

A delight to the neshamah (soul),
at the beginning of the Sabbath;
the smell of fresh baked challah,
the flickering flames of candles.

Kiddush with concord grape wine,
at the beginning of my sacred feast,
comforts the soul in its nisyonos;
approaching heaven, to say the least.

Yet, there is really nothing to compare
to the delights of Heaven; when we arrive,
our eyes will be dazzled by H’Shem’s kavod;
truth will reign supreme in our hearts.

The expectation of a good place, 
reserved for the righteous in Olam Haba,
may serve as the focus, when seeking
to transcend the challenges of life.

Lifting our hearts towards Shomayim,
the cares of this life are diminished.
The great banquet awaits the pious:
Leviathan, and wine from Gan Eden.

poetry: Stumbling

by Tzvi Fievel

Stumbling, every day in my heart;
partaking, of the hope in the air.
Reckoning, the dark with the light;
finding, the strength within to care.

Trembling, with expectation;
yearning, for the sake of Heaven.
Pleading, to find direction;
Forsaking, yesterday’s leaven.

Looking out for tomorrow’s promise;
while still floundering, indecisively.
Wavering between two poles;
trying to keep the truth in sight.

The journey will be worthwile,
beyond all life’s expectations.
Like finally arriving in style,
at a great wedding banquet.

poem: Bestowal

Let not the Adversary
steal your peace of mind,
nor the benefits of prayer,
so efficacious for your soul.

Set your heart upon Me;
I will set my seal upon you.
A seat is reserved for you
at the Wedding Banquet.

Until that time, your soul
may rest upon these promises,
that you may not be compromised
in body, mind, nor spirit.

May your self esteem improve,
and your soul be nourished
with all the gifts from Heaven,
that will be bestowed upon you
in due time.

poem: Surrender

My heart is surrendered unto You.
Your Kingship, I have accepted forevermore.
Your lasting value was made known to me,
within a moment of eternity.

Now, in looking down from Shomayim (Heaven),
I am filled with the love that was bestowed upon me.
Carry my family in the grace that was shown to me;
cradle them in Your mercy until the perfect day.

poetry: Lofty View

The view from Heaven
Will shed light on our sorrow,
and cast a glow of redemption
Upon our faces tomorrow.

This lonely path through the darkness
Will lead to strength and determination,
Even under these trying circumstances,
So that we may live with favor from Above.

In expectation of the Aleph-Tav,
The first and last, from beginning to end,
Since time immemorial,
Until the Kingdom Come.

poem: Words

Watch your words,
for words have reverberations.
Watch your back,
for past ways that are errant.
Look forward to the future,
when Moshiach will reign.
Look Above to His throne,
until Heaven on Earth.

When G-d created the world,
no thought was wasted.
Every word was spoken,
in truth and sincerity.
Each word blossomed,
from potential to actuality.
His ratzon (will) was fulfilled,
at the moment of utterance.