Friday, January 28, 2011

"...and one of them was me." - Carly Simon


Every pleasure fades
Every pain fades
Every joy fades
Every sadness fades
Everything fades
Until your life
You yourself
fade

(As is always the case, unless otherwise indicated)
By Rabbi Neil Fleichmann
© 2011



"Well now, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"

3 Comments:

Anonymous Galit Breen said...

Love the poetry, the song, the words. Perfect warm-me-up for a too-cold Winter day! Thanks, friend!

January 29, 2011 at 9:03 AM  
Blogger rabbi neil fleischmann said...

Thanks Galit, my friend. I very much appreciate the comment. The poem is an adaptation of the advice a friend of mine's therapist (really) gave her about moving forward in life.

I love that song and that they all wrote it together, each throwing in pieces of their lives - their lives so big and yet leaving them feeling broken and wanting so much just to get and give love.

January 29, 2011 at 8:09 PM  
Blogger rabbi neil fleischmann said...

Oops - I got confused regarding which song was here, I was referring to Handle With Care. Though, Atlantic City is also a strong, evocative song.

January 29, 2011 at 9:21 PM  

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