Photo: Inbar Asif
May the taste of life’s adventures
Be as varied
And as flavorful
As its promises,
And may sweet embellishments
Prove to be
A lot more than
Simply icing.
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Flavorful Blessing
Reflections
Sorrow and Hope
Photo: Amitai Asif
Like pebbles on the beach
Like grains of sand
Like leaves upon the trees
Like flowers in a meadow
May we never be alone
In sorrow
And in hope.
May we find solace
In each other
And may compassion
Weave heart strands together
So we remember
How alike we are
Each one its own true flower
Each one part of the whole
In sorrow
And in hope.
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Earth’s Crescendo
Photo: Ofir Asif
As night gives way to day
And rain to sunshine
In cycles of expected
Understanding,
May we not forget
How our steps and deeds
Feed the beat of storms
Intensifying
Spur the crush of waves
Amplifying
Augment the tremors of fault lines
Magnifying
In
Earth’s crescendo,
Notifying.
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Infinitely Finite
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Within the infinite expanse
So immeasurably borderless
In perpetual ebb
And flow
And breath
And glow,
There hides
The implausible
Yet glaringly finite
Reality
That it too
Is delimited
By wind
And storm
And distant shores.
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Priceless Moments
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
There’s magic
At the end of day
As sunset preludes
Silvery gold
Upon the beach.
As children
Call
In play
And light glints
Priceless moments
Within reach.
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As We Continue On
Photo: Dvora Freedman
Our lives are partially the story of others, interwoven into our own. In the good and the bad and the things that time may shift to someplace in between. We are who we let our story make us into. Like the seasons that spin about us, we recycle some bits of our story and reuse other aspects to rebuild or grow from. Through it all, our lives crease along the odd and unexpected, yet are fed by the mundanely profound interactions that form the backdrop to the breaths we take, each day, each moment, as we continue on.
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The Words
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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Spice of Life
Photo: Dvora Freedman
For those who like spice
There’s a place of delight
For the taste of good life
When the sun warms you back
And the chilies, your belly.
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City Symphony
“The Other NYC” ; Photo credit: Inge Vandormael
There is the hum of traffic in soft undertone. The contralto of people punctuated by the crescendo of a child who was refused a treat or dropped his toy. The bark of dogs weaves in: one low and deep, another yipping in the determination of the pocket-small. A truck lumbers over a rut in the road, a phone rings, a door slams. A bus beeps as it kneels for passengers, again when it rises up. An ambulance wails, its falsetto undulating in inverse proportions to distance and urgency. A firetruck follows in a fortissimo of horns. In the relative silence that ensues, a bird chirps and a pigeon coos response. Pianissimo. The city breathes. Then a traffic light changes, a motor revs, and a few notes of rap beat an open-window-escape. Another bus rolls to a stop, beep-kneels, sighs-up. More people’s voices modulate the presto of a toddler’s laugh. The rumbling of a motorcycle answers the low groan of a heavy truck. More dogs yip and bark. Someone inexplicably whistles Brahms.
City Symphony. An orchestra of urban life in virtuoso intervals.
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Savor
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Savor moments of perfected joy: The breath that catches in an “awwww;” the tightness in the chest all filled with warmth; the smile that grows in angles not foretold.
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