Miriam’s Death

Someone recently drew a picture of me
When queried, another claimed it looked like Moses
With this I thought, Moshe Rabbeinu
The one to teach and lead the way
The bridge between us and what’s above
Wandering the wilderness to build
A people worthy of the land
But not without its strife
For he lost his Miriam
And saw only the vision of what’s to be
From afar beside the river Jordan

Have I reached the valley’s depth
I’m not sure I can take anymore
I have been left, dumbed and inept
I am lost in the wilderness
There is no road in sight
To the left or the right
I have tumbled, stumbled and fumbled
With every good thing, WHERE IS MY FIGHT
That which will release me of this blight

Or am I to end up as Avihu and Nadav
With these unforgivable mistakes
Will I be left with death in the desert Negev
Bent to the ground to slither with the snakes

Please may I be given the strength to keep this evil at bay
Something to keep it together all along the way

Miriam’s dead to me
I’ve been in the desert
For so long
Will I reach my land
Will I drink the milk
Will I eat the honey
Am I destined to live
Or will I die
Having only seen from afar
That which I’ve been living for

You really were the backbone
For a people all alone
You were the support
For the one that lead the charge
Without you the well’s run dry
Left in our mouths the taste of bitterness
Leaving a patch of Eden behind
It’s just enough to quench this thirst

You were the support for the boy
Who wanted only to love and care
For the one who would be there
Through the highs and lows

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Miriam’s Death

Hotel Rooftop, Tel Aviv

The city’s busy streets
Depleting this meaning
Full of hapless beaming
The energy of many
Theoretically betting
On the strength of this webbing
Binding the once blinded
To the extrasensual

The wind’s stirring
Like hair and leaves in the breeze
And the shifting boughs in the trees
Leaving me shaking at the knees

The water’s ebbing
Its waves in flow
From the undertow
All to prove its worth in show

But this fire burns brighter
From the darkness
It makes the world lighter
Releases the dark from all of this

From the earth, it all comes
Waiting for the day to bring us back
Our bodies and souls it beacons
To relieve us of what we lack

Hotel Rooftop, Tel Aviv

One Love (Tzfat)

This city’s electric rustic bustling
The minds of many opening as one
A child’s flute sings the song of the wind
Like a bird’s melodic attack of companionship

As the children’s haptic bentching
The minds of the individual, together have won
All the problems of the world, in this moment, have dimmed
The light, the wind, the shadows, even the stilled whip

From here and now, back to Adam
The one, the all, everything; HaOlam

One Love (Tzfat)