The Legend that never was

I thought you were but a legend

that fills the mouths of those who teach
but was never expected to be within reach

For life is full with constant daily demand
It is nearly impossible to feel in command
So I dare not entertain that which is not known
because then it be what I will have to own

So easy it is to fall into routine
that any change is a shock too obscene
Comforting it is to feel hugged in the zone
For no matter the difficulty it is familiar and feels my own

Yet in moments of pause and quiet
I feel the lack and inner riot
Yet I let the courage escape, too daunting to try it
But these moments of quiet are indeed a thorn
for they reveal where I am indeed torn

On ..the cycle of the familiar unfamiliar goes
Dulling our senses to incline to resign
To what is , is all that can be and thus we see no sign
of possibility , hope and higher design.

Some then do what we all can
making the decision in moments of pause and quiet
To meet who I truly am
Then what was once thought a legend starts to feel real

What feels good and what feels right
starts to surface despite any daily demand
fear that used to direct me
is learning what it is to be rejected by me

life is no longer living me
I am initiating with what keeps me free
to find the energy to makes the most
through what I choose for my mind to host
of the treasures G-d gave me deep and innermost

then , Oh legend I knew your name
authenticity ,my life now no longer the same
for you are me that is no longer resigned
but committed to all that G-d will let me find

A 2000 year old thought

Each day I walk in Israel I carry the weight of generations

Those who cried, dreamed but did not realize their aspirations

I make history with each step I take

Full of awe knowing what is at stake

I touch the ground and feel some sand

Then I remember Abraham walked here and my soul connects to the Land

The tears of those who suffered and fought

Washed away the darkness ,revealing a 2000 year old thought

Israel , ours since before creation

With gratitude I live in the only home of our eternal nation

Those who love you

How do you treat the people that love you

Do you take take them for granted or see them as a blessing from above 
Do you see the whole person or get lost in tunnel vision

For that might be an irreparable incision

Do they get your unconditional respect

Or are they overwhelmed by what you expect

Are you wont to ask "what about me?"

Forgetting to make space for others to feel free

Do you ever consider how much they mean to you

and that your aim should be their happiness and not to make them blue

The love people have for you is a gift Divine

Never dismiss it,for it is from the heart and meant to shine

G-d created you with love sublime

Show love to those who love you for they are worth the time

New Day

Why is each new day not a dance

For G-d granted you entry ,not by chance

Why do so many always see what is wrong

For with a new day resonates a Divine song

Why do many start their day with a yawn

Nothing is guaranteed including the new dawn

Why are there those who feel their life is mundane

When each new day is a miracle of glorious gain

How does a person see a new morning and feel out of sight

When each new day is G-d saying "I" see you ,here is "My" light

Why do days pass without even a Wow

As each new day frees you from the past gifting you with the Now

Hug each day with all your might

For it is a celebration that the world needs you to be right

You

why do so many of us give up on ourselves?

We are not fiction ,not trolls , not elves

We are real and full of emotion

which is why to live we need to be in motion

For to stand still is to have our fill

and mortally wound our will

so we give up and start looking down

and then we let self pity go to town

for we do not see past any wall

we find comfort in their justification and stall

If we only knew how much we are worth the fight

We would not despair no matter what holds our sight

How we look at the world is the world we live in

When we conquer the battlefield within

Our lens changes and the world takes on a different hue

thus it dawns on us that all that is truly needed is the authentic you

In Memory Of Sweet 13 yr old Hallel murdered while sleeping this past week

I get up in the morning and I say Hallel

With heartfelt hope and prayer that all will go well

I look up and see a roof over my head, I say Hallel

I sit at the table full with food and I say I Hallel

In the time I spend with those I love I say Hallel

I say Hallel and give thanks to G-d for each and every second of life

But you Hallel were taken so cruelly with an enemy's knife

Tears flow free with a powerful current

At a life so innocent ,so beautiful destroyed in a way so abhorrent

Hallel , sweet angel , may your soul continue to soar

When I now say Hallel I know what it is for

To praise Hashem and remember to love

Boosting you higher and higher up above

A life to Adore

"The G-d in "whom" you choose to believe 

Is in the world you choose to perceive.

If it is your conscience you want relieve
Limiting G-d will grant you no reprieve

G-d is beyond any possibility to define
It is folly and arrogance to try and cross that line

Why downgrade your life thinking G-d you know
For then in the end you will not have much to show

So instead of trying to decide "who" G-d has to be
Open your heart knowing there is more,much more than me
For only with G-d are we truly free

You are a Masterpiece, a piece of the Master
So let yourself be willing to go higher and faster

So be self ..less and become so much more
For then you make space feeling the Divine and a life you adore.