Kingdom

Day by day,

the kingdom arises in the heart,

as does the dew fall from the sky,

and a seedling grow from the ground,

a man, not knowing how this happens.

The sun rises, and the sun sets,

renewal abounds every morning;

oblivion fades into perpetuity,

dawn brings the first ray of light.

I lay me down, and I sleep;

I awake, to a new day,

for the L-RD sustaineth me,

and, my G-d preserves my soul.

The thunder will reveal the truth,

hidden within the heights of heaven;

and, we will be gathered by the angels,

taken to the center of the world.

Ad’nai will then be King over all the earth. In that day Ad’nai will be Echad and His Name Echad.

– Zechariah 14:9

poem: Dawn 2

Biding my time, in syncopation
with the angels fluttering by,
outside of my window, during the day,
and receding into heaven by dusk.

They will return to gather the elect
children of G-d, waiting in patience
for the darkness to pass at last,
revealing the truth on High.

At dawn, we will be lifted into the air,
transcending once and for all,
this world of tears, and sorrow –
transformed into our true selves.

poetry: Ariel

Ariel – a prose poem


There is a light that shines upon mankind,

an animating spirit that sustains the soul.

Guided by an unknown hand – the One,

Who lives and breathes in our midst.

A common journey, a single thread,

weaving a tapestry across time, history and nations;

this invisible force reckons the accounts of all souls,

balancing justice and judgment with compassion and mercy.

All are known to Him; no one goes unnoticed.

Each and every one of the myriad of stars

in the universe is given a name.

How much moreso is every soul on earth,

every man, woman and child

valued in the eyes of the Creator,

Who views no one as insignificant;

even the least of us is treasured,

by the One who watches over us all,

calling us home through what we perceive as our intuition,

beckoning toward us from Above,

whenever we receive an inkling of truth,

a spark of hope, or an impulse of kindness.

Despite assimilation in a world gone awry,

our lives may be rebuilt upon the ashes of the past.

Our souls may be redeemed, by He whose arms are open

to receive us into His Sanctuary.

For He is our refuge in times of darkness.

Israel cried out to Him from the smouldering ruins of the Shoah.

“Turn thou us unto thee, O L-rd, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.”

– Lamentations 5:21

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