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Poems About Spirituality
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With each breath I take, I hear You whispering: “You are my precious G‑dly soul, sent to Earth anew each day.”
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My thoughts took me anywhere and everywhere except to the words of the prayers. The trouble was, I was forgetting before Whom I stand.
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Before G-d made me, what was I? And how did I arise in His longing? Was I a dash, a smudge, a ray within the sun?
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When did you hide
the smoldering embers of your soul in the stifling closet of propriety? Was it when you tasted the pride of peer embrace, that cast you in a less than suitable space, of sterile proportions? |
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Winter has stolen
life from the trees she can only admire the foliage from afar the vibrant images caught in so many pictures hold no meaning |
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Upon a world of darkness and of waste
G‑d spoke the word of light, and light blazed forth |
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Amid the floods of time and human tears
We must endeavor still to keep afloat Our soul’s small vessel, which, however fraught With multifarious animal passengers That clamor to be fed, whose roaring note |
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Out of the crucible of his first test
From Ur Kasdim, obeying G‑d’s command, Walked Avraham to find the Promised Land. Wherever he went, he made G‑d manifest. |
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The fifth Torah portion is referred to by the words “Chayei Sarah” (the life of Sarah).
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Ethics of our Fathers Part I
A poetic paraphrase of Pirkei Avot based on the explanations of the Lubavitcher Rebbe.
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Pirkei Avot
A poetic paraphrase of Pirkei Avot
based on the explanations of the Lubavitcher Rebbe
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O Mother Rachel, if indeed your tomb
Holds, even now, a reservoir of power
For Jewish hearts, then send us in this hour.
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We live, thriving, in the fleeting moment,
constantly striving to capture the next . . . |
Like the turning colors of the leaves
I accept my seasons; Knowing G-d gave me Joy, challenges All for His perfect reasons. |
When I was a potter,
some pots needed orphanages, whether birthed or aborted, a mistake. Too raw, I recycled them into mud once more, back to the earth. |
Adulate endless yearnings like a "roaring fire"
Bolster the emblem of the highest virtue Create the high possibilities for the neshama |
I turned inward to gaze at my own majestic soul beauty. Embedded in my DNA is the homing device that leads me inward and upward to my own personal destiny...
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Skies of other worlds
In the blue-bright air, Sides of houses Edge eternity |
You’re not someone I’ve always known
At least, I didn’t think so. I knew Your things... |
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She strikes the match,
Her concentration as intense as the flame. As the candle wicks flare Her heart fills with joy. |
In winter darkness we are called to light
These candles of remembrance and of cheer. |
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I used to blame her for the problems of the world.
Held her responsible for my pain and cursed her. If I were in her shoes, I said singing the blues, I would have definitely done better than she did. |
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Warmth envelops me as I enter the water
Security and comfort wrap their arms around me Time stops as the Divine light embraces the Holy waters A union of the two worlds converge in this sacred space... |
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When I was small
a journey lay ahead too quickly growing up my mind's eye expanded and shrank walking on the narrow bridge... |
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Walking through the hot desert, barefoot and tired.
Emptiness inside, my soul baring the pain of being lost. |
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We are the women of two lights
Mothers, Daughters, Wives alike We strive, we toil, we care and we pray The day of rest we honor by lighting the way |
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Oh promised land
Beholding my heart in your bosom Engraving my name on your soil Oh promise me… |
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Held tightly in the heart, patiently it clung
A silent tefillah, a song unsung Be Strong, My children, for it won't be long Before the world will embrace the light of Chana's son |
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A mirror lay bare on the wall, forsaken
Its master has not taken the time to awaken Though flooded with emotions, but none of them sure Laying seeds to thoughts just short of pure |
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Spend a moment with You,
A moment of nothing to begin with, Another moment to spend with You, |
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A place where G-d's name is glorified,
Soulful and selfless, All objects within have a purpose, No excess, just access to the bigger picture, Gentle, warm, colorful, upbeat. |
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Lying here on my bed,
In the midst of the night Wide awake to the beauty And power of your love With my heartfelt prayers... |
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I went looking for your footsteps
Princess, mother
In the sands of yesterday--
But how would I find them?
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I bring to You,
These feet of mine -
Broken, hurtful,
Yet willing to walk to You
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Cast a glow on the water.
Reach for the heavens Under a wavy canopy. The ebb and flow reflects Rhythms in my life |
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What is in a name?
Once a mountain Standing Reaching up to the heights |
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I am me, Life through spirituality.
Peace will revive me, One Day. Smiles will shine upon my face. |
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Evolved, flowering and blessed, stands the tree of truth,
Lingering blossoms of a spring, passed into summer, Spreading perfume into the cool air of a balmy night, |
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Sun kissed streets glowing,
leading to a majestic wall where thousands of years unfold, There it stands tall |
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When the earth was first conceived
In the mind of G-d When the universe was no more than a whispered, "Let There Be," |
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A woman of valor makes the world change
Her strength is the content that guides through the days Defined by her actions that bring light to all dreams Valor is something that's defined by her deeds. |
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Brushing the evening clouds
With strokes of passion Commanding my soul to shine My lighthouse |
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A prophetess and a leader, who stood by the water.
She led the women and danced.
Influenced her parents to remarry so the people could be renewed, and carried a spring for the people who were thirsty for a new time.
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My husband did not tell me
He was taking my son, My only son, born in my ninety-first year – They have disappeared now for three long days – I panic – where did they go? |
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Powerful waves pound my thrashing heart…
The vast expanse endlessly overlapping horizons; At one with the universe, Harmonizing sounds and color Into a meticulously crafted canvas- |
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He didn't see what she saw,
his job got in the way while hers was much simpler; to carry him on the road |
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