
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Believe we can.
Believe we will.
Believe the way is there
Still,
To achieve.
Believe good lasts.
Believe hearts care.
Believe compassion
Matters,
Everywhere.
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Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Believe we can.
Believe we will.
Believe the way is there
Still,
To achieve.
Believe good lasts.
Believe hearts care.
Believe compassion
Matters,
Everywhere.
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Photo: Atara Katz
As the surface of the water
Licks the surface of the sky
The depths of both
Stay hidden
Under aquamarine alibis.
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Photo: Cuba, Inbar Asif
My immediate association to today’s word prompt of “Elastic ” was about the dire need for more flexibility. How important it is we be able to curl our mind around the bend of preconception so we can appreciate beyond “our idea of beautiful” or “our opinion of correctness.” It’s become fashionable to be rigidly unyielding, to confront instead of listen, to seek conformity instead of be accommodating.
As if acceptability lives by a single yardstick and Photoshop.
We cover over imperfections. We discard or deny any marring exists. We seek the shiny new. People get judged more by their circumstance of birth than by how pliable their hearts are or how truly resilient they have proven to be in holding on to kindness even in the face of oh-so-much that wasn’t.
As I wrote this a notification appeared for Steve McCurry’s post about the “Art of Imperfection” and the power of Wabi-Sabi — the Japanese practice of finding harmony and beauty in what is simple, natural, and modest, where transience and imperfection are part of the aesthetic. How perfectly apt.
Here’s to beauty in the marred.
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Photo: Amitai Asif
There’s a brilliance
To the cosmos
That shines brighter than
All stars.
An artistry
To nature’s glory
That far exceeds anything
I can actually
Understand.
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Photo: Narcissus
It may be fashionable to be unkind,
To dismiss civility as weak
And see polite discourse
As reflecting ‘snowflake’ fragility.
One wonders, though,
About the price of bullish ways
On our children
Who are learning
Not what we say
But what we model.
Will they grow to celebrate insult
As denoting power,
And be enthused
By pseudo-charm;
Or will they see
The true resilience of empathy
So hate and war
Can finally be
Disarmed?
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Deny hate a room
In your heart
Anywhere.
Fill it instead
With soul truths:
The sweet breath
Of infants
Asleep against your chest.
Does not differentiate
Who is worthy of care.
Deny hate a room.
Allow compassion
Instead
To take hold
Everywhere.
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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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Photo: Inbar Asif
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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