Photo: Inbar Asif
Recite the words you want to hear
Those your heart dreams to
Follow
Recite the words your soul still seeks
The ones that soothe
A sorrow
Recite the words you know are true
They will bring forth
Tomorrow.
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Photo: Atara Katz
If you heed
Your heart’s need
To silence
The fretting discord
That bestrewed your soul,
You’ll hear
The gentle chime
Of each breath
Reverberating
Its solitary call.
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Sunrise; Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Light paints day on still waters
Sparkles wavelets of promise
In soft whispers
Mild surf:
Today born.
Rise and shine:
It is morn.
Photo: Dvora Freedman
In the midst of what glares
Too-hot stares
Reckless dares
Everywhere,
Find a moment to spare
Take a breath, be aware
Of the beauty
The air
And the hope
That we share
If we care
To embrace all that’s there
And declare
No despair
As we pledge
No warfare
And instead
Seek repair.
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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
In the midst of it all
At the center
Of streets
Big or small
Rain or shine
Grab a seat, hold on tight
Take a spin
On life’s Merry-Go-Round.
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A Path To Walk
Take a stroll in open air
Amble one step
And then another.
Spot a marker
Stay the path
Upon this great Earth Mother.
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Amsterdam; Photo: Inbar Asif
As the light
Breathes the day
Into soon coming night
And the city spreads
Molten gold sighs
Of beauteous delight,
The sky paints
Warm reflections
Of the time just gone by
Onto glinting canals
Rocking calm lullabies.
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Photo: Paul Dinning
For the pests
Who won’t rest
In their quest
To infest:
I suggest
You divest
Lest
I’ll wrest
Back my nest.
I don’t jest
It is best
As would surely attest
The unblessed
Who’d transgressed
And I had ‘addressed.’
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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Life can happen in the shallows
Of the day to day
In the ebb and flow
Of small steps
On wet sand
Of tidy tides
And ripples
Lapping breaths
And sighs
Of surf.
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Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Do not soil the soul of soil
With harm
And hatred.
Do not foul the loam of life
By sowing death.
Walk gently on the earth
That holds the lot of us.
All water that flows on
And under
Has flown everywhere
Before
Belongs to no one
More.
Do not soil the soul of soil
With war.
It is unholy.
Antithetical
To growth.
It stains all harvest
Red
With tears
And broken hearts.
Enriches only
Pain
And sorrow’s scars.
True stewardship
Demands
We find
Uphold
Maintain
A common ground.
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