Loneliness

My feelings when around people… [especially public gatherings and ceremonies] 

 

I reside with others, but live alone

I walk with others, but dance alone

I converse with others, but talk to myself Continue reading “Loneliness”

Flying and Falling

When I was young I had a dream

In the dream I had wings,

I flew like an eagle

Taller than mountains, vaster than sea

Over fields of never ending green

Rivers and rain forest and deserts

Animals and beasts and fish

People of white brown and olive Continue reading “Flying and Falling”

My merry-go-round

One November evening I passed by the playground. I remember the playground from my youth, always robust with action. Many children running around carelessly, others playing hide and seek, Little girls giggling while jumping on the trampoline, Continue reading “My merry-go-round”

Diversity

I think and I cry
My heart aches with pain
I breath through a sigh
I no longer feel sane

A broken empty shell
Shadow of my old past
’tis the limbo of good and hell
That finished me at last

Torn and bruised my soul
By all the battles it fought
Yet no comfort to console
The unanswered it sought Continue reading “Diversity”

Preperation

I saw my friend Benzion walking around lost in his thoughts. I approached him curiously and inquired what he was meditating about. He took a sip from his coffee and with a smirk on his face he told me:

“Before doing a good or deed for man or God, it is crucial to prepare your soul; mentally and emotionally. When doing something virtuous with spontaneity, the effect on your soul will disappear as fast as it came. However, the preparation doesn’t always have to be before the action; you can prepare afterwards, too!

I’m preparing myself for some charity I gave this morning!”

Benzion

Continue reading “Preperation”

Take me out

“Daddy, wanna come out!” Child cries from crib
Sorry, sunshine! Not till the morning.
“When is the morning already???”
I don’t know my child. I’ve been asking that for a while…
Let’s wait together…

Mozer

 

Song of Songs

Ever since I can recall, there was a dream in my heart.

The day will come and I will climb the hill and reach the Land of Promise, the promise of quiet and peace. It is an atmosphere where the sun shines but does not burn, the wolves cry but do not scare. I will assemble the sheep in the meadow by the shrill of my whistle, walk them to the brook and comfort them with the song of my flute. I can visualize the birds chirping in the blue sky, a breeze stroking the tree’s branches like a harp adding harmony and magnificence to my tune. This melody exists only in my dreams for its scales are too delicate and sound too tender to be recorded and played outside of that Land. Continue reading “Song of Songs”

Plagiarism and Humility

When the poet has an inspiration, when the scholar has an idea, when the journalist has a breakthrough, they feel an unbearable urge to express their findings to others. They will usually meditate over their lexicon and chose words painstakingly and meticulously, one by one. They will then weave the words to each other and blends them together in beautiful harmony. Behold, a piece of art! Continue reading “Plagiarism and Humility”