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TOGETHER
I awaken
as from a dream
to see You
—
dreaming
—
beside Me.
Drawing you close
I feel You breathe.
Morpheus calls,
I close my eyes,
as I nestle
and spoon
to dream
—
with You.
MESSENGERS
Echoes of our ancient land
live in our hearts and souls.
We have lived to make them real
and our land now lives again.
We had the dream and the hope.
We had a vision and fought for it.
We took our dreams and built them.
Jewels of memory awakened,
sparked our purpose and drive.
We awakened from our slumber.
Our hearts and purpose strong.
And we understand the power,
the power we hold in our hands;
which resides ever in our land.
We are home in Israel. in Jerusalem,
but our journey has just begun.
For we are the messengers
of what can be.
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MY STAR
I look at you.
You are
the only star
in
my darkest
night.
I touch you,
and
your skin
floods me
with flame.
I hug you,
and
your arms
enfold me
with love
I kiss you,
and
you become
the life
which fills
my soul.
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AN OHIO POEM
It's winter in Ohio,
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love Ohio,
When the snow's up to your butt,
You take a breath of winter air,
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around,
I could never leave Ohio
Because I'm frozen to the ground!"
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ALTAR STONE II—ASCENT
I lie upon the warm, blue-black stone
my skin
one
with its surface,
its ancient, star-born aura
flowing
into me,
filling me.
The stars,
the stars call.
I close my eyes to begin
with deep, centering breaths.
I count down,
down
to
zero.
My body,
my mind,
my soul
relaxing,
calming,
readying.
Gathering my energies
letting go the shackles
shedding now my body
and my earthly bonds
the Universe.
into
I ascend
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PESACH
A time of reflection on transition.
A time to contemplate freedom.
A time to celebrate our coming together,
of becoming who we are.
A time of remembrance,
of our faith and our traditions.
A time of story, prayer, and singing;
as the Hagaddah is read and we feast.
And this year we pray also,
for those in captivity, in Mizrayim;
in a slavery of mind and body.
We pray for their freedom,
their reunion with families and friends;
and for their healing.
And next year to celebrate their freedom.
Next year in Yerushalayim!
Am Yisrael Chai!
Shachar Misharayr ben Avraham v Sarah 14 Nissan 5784
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SHACHARIT (Hebrew for morning prayers)
Versicolour dawn imbues the firmament
A praise-prayer for the coming of day
Earth wakes restored
amid thanks
for mountain and plain desert and ocean
and answered needs
of all living things
Sun rises
into the baldaquin of sky an ancient benison
of incalescent light
The blessing
is heard
and
understanding begins
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