Curiosity killed the cat.
Well, either I don’t mind being dead
Or I’m not a cat”
Thousand of years ago
my soul was born to a violent world
I was scared of the future
lonely in the present
Then I was visited by an angel
He consoled and comforted me
told me stories of love, peace, and pleasure
prophesies of tranquility and spirits. Continue reading “Oh, my angel”
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”
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”
“Poetry. Is writing for creative, lazy people.
Its audience is the bored, even lazier people.
I can elaborate, but it won’t sound as poetic…”
There’s a Hasidic tale related, of the Holy Ba’al Shem Tov (The Master of the Good Name), that his two grandchildren, Baruch and Ephraim were playing hide-and-seek. Baruch hid behind a tree and eagerly waited for Ephraim to start his search. Ephraim, however, wasn’t in the mood of searching, Continue reading “God’s Hide-and-Seek Game”
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!”
“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…
Elaboration on previous post “Dirty Hands” check it out
Shalom, Salam to you my dear friends,
I would like to share a thought I had, perhaps many of you can identify with it. If you follow this amazing blog, you might’ve read my recent post which as Paul put it “generated quite a discussion.” Two nights after posting it, the comment section was overflowing with comments and I couldn’t fall asleep.
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“You shall know, that every blade of grass has his unique melody
You shall also know, that when the sheep graze in the meadow and hear the song of the grass, each lamb and goat joins and sings along with their own song Continue reading “The Song of the Universe”