Our Hope

In the face of challenge, you are our hope;
in the midst of chaos, you are our refuge.

When the walls are pressing inwards,
you are there to expand our horizons.

When all seems to be lacking inspiration,
you are there to light the way for us.

In doubt, I will continue to trust you;
in fear, I will not turn away from the path.

When others offer no consolation,
I will seek out your compassion.

When others have no kind words,
I will avail myself of your kindness.

When those who promised, break their promises,
I will trust in the inheritance that you have given us.

When the world looms large in shadows,
I will wait until you bring the dawn.

When darkness threatens to engulf this country,
I will feel reassured by your prophetic word.

poem: Direction

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There is only One who is good,
our Father in Heaven, Who looks
down upon us with a benevolent gaze.

Not that our limited perception
can always comprehend the intention
of His guidance in our lives.

Nor, may we perceive
the immediate benefit
of the direction He points.

Yet, He will always be merciful to us,
even though we may be wounded
along the way we are shown to take.

Emptiness

An empty life, except for the miracles,
an empty past, except for the hope.
An empty future, unless I keep my eyes on the prize.
Olam Haba, an expectation for tomorrow.

Promises made, commitment wanes; yet, grace avails
my soul on the derech (path) towards freedom.
Stuck in the mire, reaching out to Shomayim (Heaven).
alone in my reverie, except for the Light from Above.


Carry me forward, into the sea of life,
irrespective of the pursuit of the enemy behind me,
flagging me down, trying to get me to turn back
to the emptiness of fleeting pleasures.

Lift me up, above the graves of my past,
resurrect the hope, the strength, and the resolve
to serve You, regardless of the circumstances.
Redeem our lives, as we cross into chayei olam.