Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
The rise
The set,
The hope
You get,
As light
Reflects.
The Rise and Set
Reflections
Momentarily Miniscule
Photo: Amitai Asif
The infinitesimal
May grow
To be
Bigger than you
Now know
To see.
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What’s a View?
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
What’s a view
To you?
Memories of times
Long gone
Askew?
The roads since traveled
But still
Due?
The sights you did not know
You will one day reclaim
Anew?
What is a view
To you?
This post is dedicated to memories of all childhoods and sunsets, times gentle and not, and to Frank’s beloved pooch, Ransom.
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Inefficiently So
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
There is magic in finding
Some moments so slow
That life trickles along
In a lazy brook’s glow,
Like a pause in between
Busy ebb, bustling flow
A delicious respite
Into half-idle row
Caring naught though you know
If you come or you go
Inefficiently so.
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Learn To Swallow
Photo: Greg’s Always Catchin’ Up, on Flickr
Harbingers of feast
Or famine
Inhabitants
Of all
But the Antarctic ice,
These carriers of fire
From the gods to land,
Teach city folk
And country dwellers
That one can make a home,
Find plenty,
All around.
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Faceless In The Crowd
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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Be A Little Foreign
Photo: Inbar Asif
Be a little foreign
To yourself.
Let corners of not-yet-seen
Within
Take a tour
Inside your mind.
Embrace
The unfamiliar parts of
You
Till they become
Another kind of
Home.
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Favorite Places
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
There’s no place quite like it
And yet it’s more place than one
Where the surf breathes the ocean
Onto bare feet and sand.
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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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