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