of these seven days lingers,
like our hearts, minds, and spirit,
intent on remaining for another day
in Your presence on Shemini Atzeret.
We will carry these sacred moments,
into our lives, during the ensuing months
until we meet again at Pesach.
This wound in my heart,
agape with everflowing love, poured out to all who hear the call of the mourning dove.
To all who wind down the road,
with their hopes wound around the earth, bound up with agape love in the morning wind.
while the time was ripe to plant in the richness of soil. Waiting, yearning, patiently watching for the first signs of birth. Sunlight, water, and the nutrients that nurture the sapling, will bring to fruition the divine blueprint of this miraculous seedling.
Bother me; I am not bothered.
I am encouraged by your words –
your careworn soulful reflections.
I see your efforts to transcend the mundane,
transform your soul from darkness to light.
I listen to your prayers, both communal,
and those within your own heart.
Natalie Merchant and band
I surrender to the innate
introversion of my soul.
Truth be told,
I always remember,
the promises destined to unfold.
found in ancient words
of divine origin,
the sword of the nations;
meanwhile, I embrace
a new beginning.