The Climb

A treasured moment to be with you,

a beatific glimpse of chayei olam,

seeking wisdom, abiding in truth,

climbing the ladder to Shomayim.

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Prayer from the heart, sublime in word,

distractions set aside, a time to soothe,

climbing the ladder to Shomayim,

seeking wisdom, abiding in truth.

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The neshamah is in tranquil repose,

hoping to find that eternal song,

seeking wisdom, abiding in truth,

climbing the ladder to Shomayim.

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Peace, sought by way of  yichud,

a oneness that makes life smooth,

climbing the ladder to Shomayim,

seeking wisdom, abiding in truth.

Journey

Ancient orchards,

where flowers grew,

and fruit trees blossomed.

ancient vineyards,

where the grapes of gan eden

brought rejuvenation –

an appreciation of life,

in communion with G-d.

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These flowers are now wilted,

and the fruit is no longer sweet;

the grapes have withered,

they are become b’ushim.*

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Falling backward,

in order to move forward;

climbing higher,

to see what is below.

Walking the distance,

between past and present,

to reach the future.

*Isaiah 5:4

Stand with Me

I stand, amidst controversy,

thrive amongst subtleties,

arrange my life accordingly

to the truths that stand on their own.

Standing room only in Heaven,

when the righteous, downtrodden, and marginalized;

misunderstood, voiceless, and persecuted

will enter into their glory.

Will you stand with me?

Fountain

“For with Thee is the fountain of life.”

– Psalm 36:10, JPS 1917 Tanach

An ever-flowing,

effervescent stream,

silently, empties itself

into every clay vessel,

filling us with all

that we may drink in,

from the Source of life.

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Only our refusal to receive

from the eternal faucet of Spirit,

will limit Your chesed

in our lives.

Still Waiting

"They that sow in tears shall reap in joy."

– Psalm 126:5

Weighed down by my cares,
troubled by the ways of the world;
the only recourse is to shape
myself from within this swirl
of emotions both dark and light,
by resting my gaze upon the Creator.

To be a light unto others,
as much as humanly possible
even while my own flame
is flickering in the wind,
with hardly enough glow
to light the path home.

To be lifted up upon eagles wings,
to have my soul refueled from Above,
to cross the narrow bridge of life,
in fear and trepidation of every step
along the way to freedom.

Is this the way that I imagined?
Is this the life that I expected?
Once becoming a new person,
upon committing my life to G-d?
Yet, I do not speak of joy in this life;
for, surely, I can wait for Olam Haba.

Life Is

Photo by Muneer ahmed ok on Unsplash

Life is actual,

happening in the moment,

real to all who are present,

not to be concretized.

Experienced in different ways,

open to interpretation,

in the eye of the beholder,

precious to the Creator,

treasured by the soul.

Not to be repeated,

uniquely personal,

open to possibilities,

encapsulating change.

Like a kaleidoscope,

ever turning around,

being reshaped from Above;

every life a masterpiece,

in the eyes of G-d.

Chiaroscuro in Pixels

It is very hard to write this way, beginning things backward…
– Hemmingway, The Torrents of Spring (1926)

Like a canvas, a tabla rasa, a fertile void,

I sit in front of the screen with a blank document.

The contents of my personal past, impressions,

stored in long term memory, surface upon reflection.

The neocortex bears its fruit, when searched at will,

for the pieces, fragments, and shattered images.

What is actually “recalled” may be newly formed,

especially if semantic memories mix with episodic.

In placing any of these reflections upon a blank page,

they are first filtered through perception.

Perhaps, an artist has more control with a brushstroke,

than a poet, taking liberty with shadows and light.

This is the question, how to present the puzzle,

in a way that best represents the truth?

Cascades

Ever flowing Spirit of Life,
cascades from one world to another,
emanations from Above to Below –
from Heaven to Earth.

Cascades from one world to another,
trickling Light down through the spheres,
from Atzilus, to Beriah, to Yetzirah, to Assiyah.

Emanations from Above to Below:
from Emanation, to Creation, to Formation, to Action,
mirroring the essential elements of divinity.

From Heaven to Earth,
the Light contracts, from Infinity to finite actualization,
where the Shechinah dwells in Malchus HaElokim.