Sunday, July 22, 2018

Haiku Inspired By and Adapted From Kinot, Wriiten Today, Tishah Be'Av

Would that I could soar
I would make The Heavens cry.
And find the right words.
I would remember
that I was once married to
The Holy Torah.
Each year we proclaim,
"This is the redemption year."
But have we been wrong?
We were disgusted
with conversations in which
we accepted G-d.
I've suffered so much
that I've become almost mute.
May He save me soon.
I've become storm tossed
like a ship wrecked moaning boat,
because I left G-d.
Does every word count?
Or are there things that count more?
Are there wordless words?


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