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Thursday, October 26, 2023

How can you

How can you still fly?

You’ve got a log on your eye

You’ve got a root of bitterness hanging on your back, it’s tendril roots dangling from your stomach. 


How can you still fly?

With the heavy weight inside

The body count, the soilders out 

Each name named.


How can you still fly?

Isn’t there a shadow over your mind

It’s darkness, not shade 

It’s obscuring your way.


How can you still fly?

Aren’t you tired now, exhausted

Why don’t you just curse god and die 

Cease your pitiless flight.


Why you still fly?

Because

I was made

For the sky.

Monday, October 23, 2023

The messenger between us

I’m weary of confiding each night to her of my longing 

She glows with patience, radiating understanding, like she has heard such griefs before 


La luna, in your hiddenness you mirror my ache, in your fullness you shine my bright passion 


Send him this message, that I’m still waiting to embrace beneath your halo, together under the same sky. 


Saturday, October 21, 2023

Comfort me

Comfort me with your body
Comfort me with your warmth
Comfort me so I will not feel
Swallowed by the void
The chaos outside, the travail
The weeping and gnashing of teeth under the veil

Comfort me with your arms
Comfort me with your smell
Comfort me so I can hear
And remember times of love without fear 

Comfort me with your kisses
Comfort me with your touch
Comfort me with your presence
When nothings making sense

Comfort me with a caress
Comfort me with your desire
Comfort me with your will to live
And not give up in the fire
A choice for life in the midst of strife 

To love when everything is shaking,

To forgive when everything is breaking 

To wait and work for the awakening 

Bodily comfort your bride 

Your love will not be denied 

Harkening the end of the age, Bridegroom of the harvest, come.

Cried

 Scared
scarred, sacred,
    cried.

 

 

Sunday, October 15, 2023

Carrying bundles

 When 

Birds of flight

Carry bundles of stones 

Far from our coast 

The collapse is unnoticed

At first but over time 

Waves reach every shoreline 

The echoes are un-erasable 

Knowing upheaval and fear

Because of where you’ve placed your stake

Is costly

And worthy

Saturday, October 14, 2023

Simply Enough

If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough. ― Meister Eckhart

Friday, October 13, 2023

Play

To captivate, enchanting a filament of stone into a breathing note 

To culminate, fulfillment of dervish whirling into ecstasy 


To connect, in seismic waves cascading warmly as lava, fullness echoing beyond velvet fountains 


Fearless trembling toward play 

Lavish and urgent, she stills 


Herald of the moment, incomplete as it is,

It’s enough for the day.


Saturday, October 07, 2023

Raw laments

Rumbles
Buildings shaking, 

A stutter, 
a shuttering tremble 

Oh God
Protect; provide

It sounds like thunder/It sounds like fireworks 
It sounds like fear/It sounds like revenge

Alert; sirens
An unstopping ping of 'Tzofer' notifications

The external/internal alarm sounds 
Resounding

Where can I go?
To where can we run?

It is terror without and within,
Unrelenting.

Your face, Adonai, do I seek.
Your heart, El, do I long to know.

Who sees the fearful sheep with mercy
I'm so sad, I'm so sorry.

I'm lamenting we're in this position of futility
The rupture of humanity at enmity.

Do I want you, or do I want peace?
In my body and mind, one breath at a time.

In the end I will not regret 
One moment I've spent with you.

It's not that panic doesn't come
It's that the body can cycle and resolve back into safety.

All we want is resolution
Re/solve me 

In one night, everything changes. We laughed, breaking bread
Today we are stricken, afflicted by fear. But do we really change?

In between the psalms of sirens (Cycling Psalms 27, 33, 69, 91)
I do laundry.

So confused how "they" are so indignant 
Rallying prayer "we are under attack" 

Did you not invite this attack with your assaults, oppression, harassment? 
With the blood of their sons in "your" streets? 

No one deserves to live in fear;
The child in Gaza is also afraid.

Am I too the enemy? 
Yes, I am/against this. 

When I wept with the slaughtered; Gaza, Nablus, Jenin, 
When I've feared with the settlers, the IDF, the Oleem. 

Lord have mercy, we all like sheep have gone astray.
How much (coma hesed/במה חסד) grace [do you have]? 

Endless; 
Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. 









Tuesday, October 03, 2023

72 days

Today I walk through museum halls                      
Y no estabas tú 
I made dinner and drank wine by candlelight
Y no estabas tú 
The calendar tells me it’s 72 days 
Until my tears can stop falling 
So I’ll keep waiting 
hasta que estés conmigo

Until then, my heart yearns 
Sometimes overwhelmed by longing so
I gasp for new mercies like needing air  
In my weakness my God is with me teaching me patience 
And in His presence 
No estoy solo