Who does my soul
leave me for?
Come back with your heart
and your smaller heart.
Will I always buy my gold?
Why not love
with all
my heart?
Love my neighbor
as myself.
Why not love
with all
my might?
Love my family
as myself.
Why not love
with all
my patience?
Love my lover
as myself.
I write
a poem every day
unblocking myself from my self.
To be here is to be open.
If it disappears.
If my enthusiasm dissolves,
stay with me.
Glossy honey seeps
from honeycomb cells for my
full tea glass waiting.
Me leaving You
is me leaving
myself.
To the place
no one comes
or goes,
I still search
in your abyss
for my content
self.
To feel your worship;
my past mastery of love.
Forget the good,
forget yourself.
Leave it all
to Hashem.
Distrust of self
and senseless shame
surround me.
Why did seeing the face
behind your face
surprise me?
I believe you
are my enemy’s
ghost.
If your love
is my love,
take the hazel
and take the blue.
Come to the land
where trust
is true.
A rose is not a
lily-if it is done, there
is no undoing.
Can I release you?
My anger has no
place here.
Made Of You
My gift
is Your gift
handwoven
and made
of You.
A sound without sound
is not silence-gracefulness
is thankful for here.
Reaching
You
is reaching for me
The parts of my
Soul
saved for Us
I fear
my faith
is leaving me.
Tears and gold.
Taking it all
away.
You are
not made
without handprints
and fingerprints
left to keep
your skin
your own.
To be good. To be
bad-you are welcome as you
are. We are neither.