To Be Human

You’re perfect in your imperfectness,

complete in your incompleteness;

and, whole in your brokenness.

Life is full of paradoxes,

that only G-d can mend,

by unravelling the tangled

threads of our existence.

Bringing together past and present,

reconciling our souls to the future

Kingdom, already present in our hearts.

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

Floating Images

Pastel fluffy clouds,

as I drive westward in flight;

eagle captures sight.

If painted by an Ukiyoe artist,

the sky would appear to be closer,

to my recollection, than any words

that I may have to offer.

As if lifted upon eagle’s wings,

spring breeze soars through open windows.

My car slows down upon arrival;

the San Franciso Peaks tower majestically,

over this blessed day, replete with snowcaps.

Never before, have I had this sense of freedom; having left everything behind me, the new horizon seems endless. I digress, for this is but a moment in time, captured by the pen; yet, the actuality lives on. Having received a perpetual blessing, it seemed at the time; now, I realize that while memories like this never seem to fade, time continues to take its toll on my life. Still, nearby the peaks, sheltering in place, daily blessings are renewed like the cycle of the sunset and sunrise.

Acquiescence

Understanding is born out of the silence of the heart.

Beyond these shadows of darkness, hiding in the corners,

the light will prevail, truth will be revealed to those who seek;

and, faith will triumph over the lure of worldly agendas.

There is more than one kathèkon, who will stand

against the sweeping tide of secularism;

more than one enlightened soul,

who knows of the revelation from Above.

Nothing under the sun will remain hidden in the darkness,

nor will any untruth echo into the depths of the mind.

The truth will be shown to all in due time, by a heavenly voice,

not the fact checkers, censors, and big media outlets.

Have you not considered, have you not heard?

We are being constantly inundated by the viewpoints,

espoused by those who are given a voice in the media;

while all dissent, silenced, fades from the public eye.

Am I living in the same world that existed yesterday?

If they had their way, they would even cancel out G-d.

Will I acquiesce to the silence?

poem: Integrity

A bulwark against the tides of change, guide us into understanding your truth.

Permit me to take refuge, in the shelter of your wings. Glimpses of calm, peace, and sanctity, reveal the transcendent hope of our lives, our very souls.

For the spectre is on the horizon, like dark storm clouds, obscuring the way. Yet, the truth will prevail. The light that shines in the hearts of men, will conquer evil.

A test of mettle, settling all accounts. Courage in the face of adversity, and integrity, while remaining faithful, all of these sureties, against the impending darkness.

poem: Strength

I have built a shell around your essence,
depicting you, in a language misunderstood;
enveloping you in a shield of affectation,
while the truth is not fully revealed.

The sun is setting, and the time draws near,
to no longer conceal, your essence to the world.
Until then, I will continue to feel like an utter failure,
self absorbed, pretentious, and full of pride.

For your love can only freely flow,
when the anger dissipates, the fear subsides,
and my doubt collides with the strength of your glory,
shining in the hearts of all mankind.

poem: Hope

foundations crumbling, under the pressure
of influences beyond control of the common man.
faith in G-d increases amidst the righteous,
while cities surge, yearning for something better.

in their eyes, the disguise is unrecognized,
with misplaced expectations they continue
to trust in man and his endless promises,
unrealized in every single age of history.

yet, we look towards a new dawn,
where truth is uncompromised,
hope flourishes within the heart,
sustained by G-d’s lofty promises.

for His people are waiting,
His children are yearning,
for something promised
by the Only Guarantor.

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: Wisdom

All wisdom must be sifted, like so many grains of sand; all thought must be seared, by the consuming fire of G-d. The shedding of tears, cleanses the soul from all of the pain, that accumulates over the years, collected within the heart. The reception of the waters of life, into our consciousness, quenches, the smouldering ruins of […]

poetry: Wisdom — Stepping Stones