Photo: Daniel Foy
She is deliberate. She takes her time.
Each line is drawn with distinct goal. Each color chosen with remarkable concentration. Each curve labored on in exact determination.
After all, the letters aren’t ‘just’ a prelude to a word expressed. It is none of it ‘just’ idle practice …
It is her name she’s working on, a profound soul-expression.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
It’s the light
It’s the mood
It’s the tone
In the air
It’s the frowning
Of brows
And the cold
Atmosphere
It’s the half-frozen
Words
And the
Brrr
Everywhere.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
When problems seem to swell up
Overnight
And worry gives a boon
To fret and fright
It can help to remind
That while some puffy mushrooms
Do hold spite
Many are more air
Than actual might.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
There is something quite delish
In the droll smile of a dish
That has climbed above all others
To achieved its broadcast wish.
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Photo: Tzur Gedalya Moriah
One cannot argue doubting
He who violated trust before.
Suspicion is a justified insurance
So he cannot to do this anymore.
Smoke and mirrors will not mask
Acts the decent do deplore.
Deflecting will melt in the light of day
As Truth now won’t ignore.
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Photo: Atara Katz
Even in the blackest night
There’s hope
In sight,
There’s light.
As addendum to this prompt I want to add news of amazing breakthrough research that is offering tangible hope to people with spinal cord injuries, who till now may have had little light at the end of their dark tunnels. Who knows — soon they may be able to get up again and walk!
Scientists use stem-cells to make paralyzed rats walk again!
(I’m doubly excited for this remarkable news because the co-leader scientist in this research, Professor Shulamit Levenberg, is my sister!)
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Photo: Amitai Asif
The tender bloom stays but few days
Yet made of atoms forged
In times
Before eons,
And will remain
As it transforms
To almond, seed, tree, earth, person:
All life’s
Ions.
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
As every day rolls in
So clearly new to me
I realize the ever changing
Neophyte I am to life
And still will be.
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Photo: Dvora Freedman
Give a hand
Put a stop.
Help the weak
To step up.
See beyond
Outward bluff.
For in the race
To strut stuff,
Truth is often
Enough.
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Photo: Inbar Asif
Dance gingerly into the hearts
Of others.
They are the home
Of someone’s soul.
Dance delicately
In the space
That is between
Yourself
And others.
Dance gently ever more
Inside your own.
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