This beautiful song Doesn’t have a goal, It is the surf Emerging from the shoal It is the wind Blowing from the soul. Take every creation Let go of its button hole And it will rise. In everything that you learn In everything you do, Ignore what it will earn, And you Read more
A Serial Haiku Call to Spiritual Arms Darkness is a bluff, It seems like it’s forever, It’s gone in a wink. A tiny light bulb, Can light an amphitheater, So can your light too. Yoseph is a spark, Esav is a bale of hay, Doesn’t stand a chance. It’s easy to Read more
Inside, you imagine the streets are flooded,
for seeing ibex leaping across desert sands
Searching the sky / With a hopeful eye, / In the chilly night air / Until the moon will appear.
So homeward we headed, with new tans and sandals / Just in time to be madlik the Chanukah candles
Antiochus Epiphanes, issuer of cruel decrees / Shabbat prohibition, circumcision abolition
No less than the Maccabees, we are in a struggle today. And the front is not only on our borders; it is between the inner self, the tselem elokim, and the electronic media that invade our homes, and use us far more than we use them.
Im ein ani li mi li… an English child who does not understand the words of her song.
You sometimes hear / A voice calling / You, (while I hear / Two beasts brawling