In honor of one of the oldest poems in Jewish tradition that appears in this week’s Torah portion Ha’azinu, here is a poem I wrote for the New Year.
A Shanah Tovah U’Metukah,
Rabbi Alex
Do Not Finish Me
Do not finish me.
Do not allow the world to complete me
like a postage stamp of delight
unable to be removed.
Do not finish me,
even if polish makes me shine
and I could sparkle
like light through water.
Do not finish me
and allow my name to sink
with weight of stone
in pillars of memory.
I want to be fluid,
sinking sometimes,
and unsure –
a treasury of incomplete thoughts;
Always holding fast to a willingness
to break what I have –
unafraid to reestablish a world
in the midst of fragments.
Last Updated on 09/22/2017 by wpadm