Completely nothing
He couldn't move
His mind a daze
His world confused
Not knowing
If he was coming
Or he was going.
Out of fuel
For quite some time
His body failing
As were his rhymes
He'd sing
His final song
And then he'd go.
Then he remembered
An ancient shepherd
Who worked for love
For seven years, then seven more
They went by slow
But even so
They were like days.
He too felt dead
For quite some time
And yet he knew, he surely knew
That like the dew
He'd be revived.
PS: : "Love is as strong as death" (Song of Songs 8:16)

THE KABBALAH OF TIME: The Jewish Calendar is the master key to unlock the hidden rationale behind the formal structure of ancient sacred texts, as well as to understand and experience the most profound mystical concepts, which reveal the spiritual energy of each week, serving as a practical guide for self-analysis and development.
Weekly Cycle
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
It Comes as No Surprise
It Comes as No Surprise
That outside the
Land of giants
Everything again
Feels so small.
If after 9 months
It took me
Almost a decade
To settle,
Is it really a shock
That I'd return
With my head again
In those clouds?
No longer breathing
Its air, bathing
In Its water,
No longer standing
On Its earth, warm
From Its fire.
It's all
To be expected,
Yet painful
All the same.
PS: Israel has four main holy cities:Jerusalem (fire), Hebron (earth), Tiberias (water) and Tsfat (air)
In the Holy Land
In the Holy Land
The angels I've seen
Have no chubby cheeks,
Fluffy feathers or wings.
They have just direction
To give and care deeply,
Few words, hardly any expression.
The angels I've seen
Have no chubby cheeks,
Fluffy feathers or wings.
They have just direction
To give and care deeply,
Few words, hardly any expression.
Procurando Meu Canto
Procurando Meu Canto
Achei minha voz
Conheci os amigos
Relembrei meus avós.
Procurando meu canto
Senti minha dor
Lavei minha alma
Expirei meu calor.
Procurando meu canto
Construi minhas casas
Reatei as raizes
Soltei minhas asas.
Procurando meu canto
Cantei pra Você
Encontrei, finalmente,
Minha razão de viver.
Achei minha voz
Conheci os amigos
Relembrei meus avós.
Procurando meu canto
Senti minha dor
Lavei minha alma
Expirei meu calor.
Procurando meu canto
Construi minhas casas
Reatei as raizes
Soltei minhas asas.
Procurando meu canto
Cantei pra Você
Encontrei, finalmente,
Minha razão de viver.
Flattening the Curve (Erev Rosh Chodesh Nissan 5780)
Flattening the Curve
I ordered
Flat bread
For a week.
I ate it
In my flat
By myself.
For one moment,
I was healed,
I was free.
Not enough.
I ran out,
And remain
Flattered
By the likes
Of many
I’ll need
Another
Month's supply
To flatten
Myself
All over
Again.
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