The Soul’s Beloved

L-rd, you safeguarded my soul,

even in the midst of the darkness

that seemed to consume my life,

at the time when all was lost.

Draw your servant out of the darkness,

and into the light of your sacred intentions,

that I may know what Your design is

for my soul to flourish in this world,

and the World-to-Come.

Rescue me from the fire and ice,

so that I may be free to breathe fresh air,

unhindered by the mire,

where I had previously sunk.

That every day may be

an opportunity for renewal,

as I climb higher on the divine ladder,

between Earth and Heaven.

Our Brethren

“There shall no evil come to thee: nor shall the scourge come near thy dwelling.” – Psalm 91:10

No longer driven this way and that,

because we are given the blessing of adaptability

in times of war, when all appears lost.

And, in times of peace as well,

in our homes, and when all alone,

to remember our brethren and kin,

when we have no one to tell

our troubles to except for G-d.

The memories of ashes, everywhere,

like dust in the currents of wind,

that shift across the ages.

Yet, renewal is at hand,

across this war-torn land,

when we turn to the One above,

Who can reconcile our lives to Himself,

and absolve our sins of indifference

to both G-d and mankind.

Visions of Hope

When the past disappears into the future,

the present is at stake, for the past is nearly forgotten;

and, the future of the world is only held together by a thread,

woven throughout the tapestry of the ages.

The axis of the earth cannot hold steady,

under the pressure of the decrees made from heaven;

as the angels standby on alert for their rescue mission,

preparing to place a seal on all who will remain steadfast.

Carry us away, to the distant land of our dreams,

the places in our minds, given to us in visions;

steeped in Your words, as we watch prophecy unfold,

we remain ready to step into the light of Your countenance.

Carry us away, upon the wings of Your angels,

lift us up above our fears, and bring us home;

to the place where we have always longed for,

the place where we truly belong.

Where the angels roam within the recesses of Your courts

and frequent the corridors of Your palatial buildings;

home, wherein we will find solace for our souls,

bathed in the light of eternity, emanating from Your Temple.

The Fourth Watch

Now is the time when the heartbeat

of the earth can be heard in the silence,

and the Spirit of G-d hovers over Creation.

I imagine, being alone in His Presence,

except for the scattered souls, who are also awake

in the early morning, to commune with G-d.

The forests outside of town seem closer,

as if their silence pervades the rest of the landscape;

time is suspended in the tranquil moment,

and space seems balanced on the earth’s axis.

Blissful peace sweeps through the trees,

like a wind that originates from heaven,

whispering words to accompany

the ethereal music of the stars.

As dawn approaches,

a calmness soothes the soul,

knowing that I am prepared

to face the new day.

earthweal prompt

Give Thanks

Give thanks to His name,

despite everything that seems to be in disarray.

Proclaim His acts across the land,

and offer a helping hand,

to those in need.

Sing words of praise to Him,

even when things do not appear to be going well.

Play music in His honor,

and in the splendor of holiness,

worship Him.

Let your heart rejoice

in the provision of the L-RD,

for His grace abounds,

and the level of His mercy

cannot be found out.

Always search out the L-RD,

and seek His countenance,

a refuge in the storms of life,

a guide to all your challenges

along the way home.

based on 1 Chronicles 16:8-36

Days Foretold

Send our roots down into the ground,

and let our spirts soar, up into the sky.

Let us be nourished by the earth, under our feet,

and set our vision upon the heavenlies.

As above, so below, all is foretold,

in regard to the days that will unfold.

Shower us with blessings,

place your burdens upon us.

We will serve you with sincerity,

and rejoice within ourselves

Seeking Him

Give thanks to His name,

despite everything that seems to be in disarray.

Proclaim His acts across the land,

and offer a helping hand,

to those in need.

Sing words of praise to Him,

even when things do not appear to be going well.

Play music in His honor,

and in the splendor of holiness,

worship Him.

Let your heart rejoice

in the provision of the L-RD,

for His grace abounds,

and the level of His mercy

cannot be found out.

Always search out the L-RD,

and seek His countenance,

a refuge in the storms of life,

a guide to all your challenges

along the way home.

Heaven is Still Waiting

Living in the belly of the beast,

rising up from the vacant grave,

reaching towards the light from the East,

an angel from Heaven appears,

with a mission to save.

Crying out from a land of tears,

dying to ourselves every day,

casting away all of our fears,

gaining ground over the years,

as the enemy retreats the other way.

Opening up to the possibility,

of hope becoming permanently ingrained,

indelible as ink, on a deed of civility,

or the silver lining of a cloud,

that is translucent with sunbeams.

The sunflowers in the land of the living,

sway in tune with a heavenly chorus of angels,

and a myriad of people singing

the refrain of the song of Moses,

shining like golden bells.