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Soothe me with midnight tranquility Wipe away my tears with a maple leaf Paint the skies with serenity and Shelter me inside the trunk of a tree Bathe me in the pale moonlight Cleanse me from the decay Bundle me up in warmth and Leave me among the stars Wash me in cosmic forgiveness Pluck away doubts of significance Sprinkle stardust in my eyes and Release me into the astral sea Let me be at peace Without the world crashi...

Go away, fuck off, back to your bunker.It has no title,but understanding is vital.Stop.Here’s the poem: I saw somebody.She was beautiful.An energy that didn’t fit,yet she owned it. I found outshe likes to twist and shout.But does she like ...? Her polar is bi,she thinks she can flyand of course she can. She doesn’t need fixing.Let her bebecause she is me. I am serenity.  

Beresheet: a Eulogy

The sons of Adam, like Moses Whose past was prologue, Saw the Promised Landing.

Beresheet: a Eulogy(Raanana, April 11, 2019) As it is written,Beresheet bara Elohim et ha'shamayim v'et ha'aretz,In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth,And on the sixth day, God made mankind in His image,In His image He created them;Man and Woman He created them.On the seventh day, He rested,As it is written.On the eighth dayMan's progeny made a robot arrowAnd shot it in a wide arcThat flew through the sk...

Beauty of a pond Atop a Lily floats Beauty of a pondFrog's croak Beauty of a pondReflecting clouds Beauty of a pondBlackbirds twill Beauty of a pondAromas abound Beauty of a pondFish pitting surface Beauty of a pondTranquil calm Beauty of a pondPassive splendor Beauty of a pondOn its banks I sit

Heavenly Light

Wrote this when I was 16. It's for someone I probably owe more than I admit.

I like this light that streams in through my  window and fills my heart  I don’t know what time of the day it is,  or where I am.  I can’t seem to attribute this light to any  particular time or place.  Nor can I identify or locate its childlike rays. This is what they must’ve had in mind  When they said ‘mellow’  and a lot of other things they didn’t say,  Because they had no names. Neither is the sun glowering at me  No...