Sunday, May 22, 2016

The Donkey is Saying (Song(s) for Week 33)

The Donkey is Saying,

Yours, G-d, is the greatness, and the might
And the splendor, and the victory, and the glory
This, your stature, is like a palm tree
And your breasts are like clusters [of dates]

For everything in the Heavens and earth [is Yours]
Yours, G-d, is the kingship, and the exaltation over all
And let your breasts be now like clusters of the vine
And the fragrance of your countenance like apples

Blessed above women shall Jael
The wife of Heber the Kenite, be
While the barren hath borne seven
She that had many children hath languished

Above women in the tent shall she be blessed
G-d is He who has fortified me with strength
And He loosened perfectly my path
And may the pleasantness of the Lord our G-d be upon us

And your palate is like the best wine
That glides down smoothly to my beloved
Their wine is the bitterness of serpents
And the bitterness of the ruthless cobras

It came to pass in the evening that
The quails went up and covered the camp
But I shall not cancel My kindness from him
And I shall not betray My faith

And in the morning there was a layer
Of dew around the camp. The layer of dew went up 
I said: Let me climb up the palm tree
Let me seize its boughs

And behold, on the surface of the desert, a fine
Bare [substance] as fine as frost on the ground
They that were full have hired out themselves for bread
And they that were hungry have ceased

Give thanks to the Lord, call out in His name
Make His deeds known among the peoples
Making the lips of the sleeping speak
And the work of our hands establish for us

Sing to Him
Play music to Him
Speak of all His wonders
And the work of our hands establish it

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Just Paths

(In Honor of Aventura Chabad's Building Plan Approval)

Just Paths

The truth is that

There's no quick fix
Just simply paths
Of the Tzadik.

No lasting signs,
Bright finish lines,
Cures from coffee,
Much less from wine.

There's no plateau,
Or staying still,
You either grow
Or you will wilt.

Just step by step,
That's all there is.
A few more up
Until you slip.

Then comes the trick,
To just restart,
Get up and go
Until you find

That brick by brick,
Through sweat and tears
A few mistakes 
And many fears

You've built a home.