Rays of the sun follow the dawn
tinting the clouds, pink and blue.
A snapshot of eternity
as manifest in the reality
of an early morning scene
that renders emotions serene.
Tea from the cupboard of life
soothes my soul, minimizes the strife,
that swirls inside of my mind,
bringing comfort in due time.
Reflecting on people and places
missed opportunities and faces;
seems like a universal principle,
that room must be made for the new.
One door closes, and another opens;
as Pesach approaches, the old is removed,
exchanging chometz for matzoh,
bringing renewal to the depths of my soul.
As tears are sanctified by joy,
the troubled years recede into the past,
while the sun rises over Ir HaKodesh
wherein all prayers ascend to G-d.