Not all interest
Pays dividends.
Not all attention
Is of value.
Too often what’s at stake
Is a diversion
To some bias of
Profit,
When in truth
The real returns
Are found in
Empathy, and
Real growth is in
Addressing prejudice,
Resolving hate
And healing
Conflict.
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Photo: Atara Katz
You are never too old
To grab hold
To get trim.
Give a hearty old
Swing
On an oddly
Abandoned
Neighborhood
Jungle gym.
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Photo: Dvora Freedman
In spite of crowded quarters
There evidently is a draw
To hanging
One’s own nest
In environs of unquestioned
Popularity.
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How much will it help
If we can
Get ourselves out of our own corners,
Out of righteous
Stiffened chins
For right or wrong?
Maybe round out those
Hardened edges
So we no longer must
Contrast
One side
With another,
Or need to confront
A person’s sigh
With slight or fault.
Can we
Perhaps
Find common ground
In what may be beyond
All argument:
If we rotate
Long enough
Around a circle
We will eventually
See
More than
Our current
Vantage point.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
The five-year-old bounded up the stairs. I could hear him giggling. He stopped two steps below the landing and tilted his head at me. A brown curl flopped over one eye and he blew at it.
“When does a duck duck?” he challenged.
I grinned at his giddiness. Language for this child had just began to turn more fun than frustration, and his emerging fascination was delicious. “When?”
He chortled. “When you throw something at it! Because …” he demonstrated, bobbing so deeply that I reached over to grab his shoulder to ensure he didn’t lose his balance on the steep stairs, “duck … like this … is same as … quack quack duck!”
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Photo: Inbar Asif
The stories told
In windows.
The sound of small feet
Represented
In a princess nightgown
Drying
Sheltered
By other clothing
Under a small awning
Behind
Weathered bars
Bracketed by
An antenna
And a plant.
Photo: Inbar Asif
Time to launch
Growth spurts of kindness.
Time to set sail
Onto good.
Time to commence
Paths of compassion,
To pitch a better course,
Away from shoals
Of crass and
Greed
Toward a truer way
To heal, succeed, and
Lead.
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Photo: Dvora Freedman
You are no accident.
This time.
This place.
Your presence is
If not pre-ordained
Then an absolute responsibility,
Manifesting
With each moment
Every action
Of said and unsaid,
In a remarkable
Synchronicity
For opportunity
And fate.
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Photo: Atara Katz
The shot. The view.
The frame. The framed.
The light. The sight.
The day ahead.
Nuf said.
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Stay focused on what matters:
The smiles that gladden
The hugs that hold
The beauty that makes your heart quicken
The deep power of empathy
The healing breath of soul.
Stay focused
On the big picture
And on the
Details
That make it
Whole.
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