Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Do not shy
Away
From
Showing up today.
Your voice is heard.
Your presence, too.
Faceless in the crowd
You are still
The only
You.
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Alike, Not The Same
Photo: Amitai Asif
We all want to be cherished,
To be known by our name.
But like flowers in meadows,
We’re alike, not the same.
It does not do to lump us
Identical, in one frame.
For like leaves of a tree,
We’re alike, not the same.
Varied hopes, many wishes,
Different dreams of acclaim.
Like the shells on a shore,
We’re alike, not the same.
Each of us has the power,
To bring hope or bring shame.
Pick just one of us too early,
And the world’s never the same.
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Lush Blush
Photo: Dvora Freedman
In the spring soon to come
As the snow loses hold
The intrepid push up
Unafraid of the cold.
They poke heads
Lead the way
And in rush to full blush
Chase the winter away.
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Incubate Hope
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Hold on close
To the hope
Even if
It is a bit
Tired.
So no matter the noise
Distraction desires,
Hope remains warmed
In soul
Where truth never
Expires.
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No Iron Needed
Photo: Ofir Asif
There’s a crease in my memories.
An obscure line
Of thoughts.
There’s a wrinkle along
The predictable
Plot.
I’ve accumulated crinkles
And crimps
And what not.
It is fine
As it is.
It is what
It need be.
All those furrows and folds
Are what makes me
Be me.
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For A Change
Photo: Philip Coons
Provoking change
Need not mean
Torment or insult.
Better growth is
To be had:
Evoke hope.
Inspire trust.
Kindle progress.
Proffer light.
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I’d Rather
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I’d rather be
As I am
Just in a world
Less fraught
With wrong
And sorrow.
And yet,
If in my druthers
Things were not
Exactly as they are
In both joy and dismay,
What would make me
Be exactly
As I am
Today?
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Meandering
Photo: Amitai Asif
When life turns back onto itself
When flow seems stalled
Or slogs to mud
Hope still remains
A promise curled in gathered clouds
For though they hide the current sun
They still meander
Toward a future
Of fertile streams
To guard.
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And Suddenly
Photo: Atara Katz
“And suddenly,” she said,
“Life is not simple anymore.
Or was it never
And I just did not seem
To know?”
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Not Immovable
Photo: Amitai Asif
Even the mountains
Seeming well set in stone
Their uncompromising
Place so solidly headstrong
Can move
Themselves
Pebble by pebble
Rainstorm by rainstorm
To places one had
Never thought
A mountain
May join.
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