poem: Exalted


Every morning,
I attempt to serve You anew.
Silent calm, and tranquil,
when an unbroken chain of avodah
prevails, and, I see only You.

At other times,
I search for validation
in a world of darkness,
blinded by my own ignorance.

What sparks within my soul remain
untainted by the vanities
of Olam HaZeh (This World)?
Is there an opportunity for redemption
in every moment?

Learning to see the world
through Your eyes,
I am surprised to find,
your essence exalted
within creation everywhere.

poetry: Preservation

G-d is an equal opportunity employer,

searching the collective heart of mankind,

for those human beings who are

inquisitive enough to delve

into unknown territory

in search of relevant questions.

Like vessels, we shall be refined,

with protective layers of glaze,

so that what is contained within us

will never be diminished.

When G-d calls us into His service,

the proper response is Hineni –

here I am, in the present moment,

flawed, yet, unfettered,

wounded, yet, unafraid,

broken, yet, unconquered,

ready to serve.