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Could I Go On And On

Hunger gets in the way
of my stomach and of my soul
Longing for G-d and for food
I am choosing between the two

You crash at me and stop
then pull away, turn gentle
Or maybe it's me, walking into you
then turning around as you greet me

Sitting on a jetty at the edge of Ocean City
Thinking my city is always an ocean
I sit perched and yearn from a distance
for that sailboat spot beyond the sand and tide

I am tempted to go back home
where pancakes promise to comfort me
But how can I leave this mikdash me'at
Why would I leave this heart of G-d?

David broke the news, my thunder
my soul thirsts for my living G-d
G-d hovers over our world
Is it wrong to sense He thirsts for me?