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Looking Forward


But at midmight there was a cry, 'The Bridegroom is here! Go out and meet him.'

Matt: 25:6 Jerusalem Bible

A poem for Hanukkah and Advent


Wisdom does not court shadow,

nor marled truths of its inhabitants

who lose their loss in philosophy,

who scent death at eventide

when moons subside

and noons are vanished dreams

offering no transfiguration

whose lantern shines the way.


They consume your oxygen,

bleed your blood and crack the bone's resolve,

their insight glimpsed in mottled mirrors,

too arbitrary the unveiled sun,

searching the labyrinthine heart

where oil-starved lamps lay broken

in the dust of faded, fond illusion,

unfit for the wedding feast.



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There always were two ways to live in a world that is often dark and full of tears. We can curse the darkness or we can light a light, and as the Chassidim say, a little light drives out much darkness

Rabbi Jonathan Sacks

For God will lead Israel with joy,
    in the light of his glory,
    with the mercy and righteousness that come from him.

Baruch 5:9



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