“Give Truth to Jacob, kindness to Abraham...”
and my breath to the sea
like its sound
[breathing in ...] breathing out
asanas like beach glass
the surf returns [...] the beach
the sea takes shells, my thoughts
the year’s conquered inequities
back to the depths
the gulls hang on the wind like words
“...like that you swore to our ancestors from long ago.”
if the sea is the [Torah]
then what am I?
a [...] fish?
eyes like God’s – never closed
I toss no coins
just sit
breathing in – I breathe in
breathing out – I breathe out
back again
this year
as the waves themselves return, return
[to the] depths
Gloucester, September 2004
(The “Tashlich” prayer is said on the first afternoon of Rosh Hashana
by a pool o f water that preferably has fish in it.)
1 comment:
Lovely! Maybe my new favorite of yours!
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