In the dreams
of ancestors
we always were.
What is the cost of
waking up from a dream
filled with despair?
You are infinite light.
You have no limit,
Creator of the world.
The longer the road
the farther I have come.
The more worthwhile is the destination.
I heard they claimed
it was for for You
when we cut off each other’s hands.
A long list of
ways to become
includes isolation.
Who knows
why we crave
some and not others.
Who knows who
belongs to you?
The farthest from me
is still me.
May I always stay with You.
Here,
the best is saved
for you.
No small amount and
nothing is owed.
How heavy it can be
carrying a broken heart
of many generations.
She is an abundance of love,
gentle and strong.
Who knows how far
she traveled to become?
A tear means release.
To build my self, the
core must unravel. I will
face what hides within.
You and your mother
are not the same. Just your smile,
nowhere else is she.
To rely on anyone but You
is to be endangered.
A radical change
is to be loved
without because.
I want your beauty.
Giving others
the same love you could,
equal to a legacy.
Who allows us to speak with the shadows?
A child chasing a nightmare,
horror is the height of
imagination.
The One deepest within
bears no weight
and yet the weight of everything.
ברוך השם
,הכל כדי לשמור עלינו
לא קושי קטן.
(Everything is to protect us,
not a small challenge.)
A list of what
I could not say
includes
my fear of belonging
to another.
You in me
carrying You.
Even alone
never lonely.