Wednesday, December 30, 2020

Weekly MMM - Parsha Veyechi

 


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SEEING THROUGH THE PATRIARCHS AND MATRIARCHS EYES POETRY  

Dear splendid few---you -who dare to wonder---what life looks life through the eyes of the patriarchs and matriarchs-----the sights of such stark beauty await you ---when you venture into the rarified atmosphere that pervades the inner sanctum of the only ones who walked and Hashem followed ---to the ones who had such a clarity of vision---within them ---that till today and till the end of time---all of humanity seeks to rewind the sublime thoughts that danced inside of their minds…..perhaps it is a worthwhile endeavor to try and engage our imagination in an exploration of the other worldly sensations that were seen and felt and experienced by such rare beings---perhaps this –by chance ---will grant us a fleeting glance into the goings on of such unique creations of the holy One blessed be He 

 

SYMPHONIC HARMONY 

*and when we see 

in a righteous way of seeing 

that reality 

is not just some 

collection of 

coincidental 

incidental 

unintentional 

collection of happenings 

each one 

impeding 

and competing 

with the other 

for our attention 

but rather 

a spectacular symphonic harmony 

a multidimensional divine unity, 

'..then the blind will see 

and the deaf will hear 

and the Earth 

will be full 

of the knowing 

of the Lord 

as the waters 

cover the sea' 

and all will be one 

 

UNLEASHING LIGHT 

*underneath the happenings 

in between the words 

inside of the interactions 

there are found 

sparks of hidden light 

and only the sight 

of one who sees more 

than that which meets the eye 

can one see to the core 

can one see 

the essence 

of reality 

the heart beat 

the soul speak 

the way things 

are meant to be seen 

and this type of seeing 

actually creates reality 

actually reveals 

the unfolding Divine story 

in all of it's glory 

THE VOICE OF ETERNITY BECKONS US 

we 

have seen 

what was 

and what will be 

the light of Raava D'Raavin 

the light of desire 

the light of holy fire 

the light 

that our eyes 

yearn to see again 

the light of Raava D'Raavin 

**and the voice  

of eternity 

beckons us  

tantalizes us 

we  

revisit  

the endless future 

the limitless past 

we open our eyes 

and submit ourselves to G-d's guiding light 

HERE ON THE OTHER SIDE 

*****he took a walk on the other side 

sights and sounds unlike the sights  

he'd ever seen 

the blues and reds were screaming 

and whisperingin coinciding rhyme 

sounds he could feel 

tones that he knew 

******and only the few  

and far between showed themselves to him 

and only those who had spent all their 

lives  

turning the darkness into light  

and the bitter into sweet 

were the ones that he would meet 

and with a knowing that he could not deny 

he knew that he had died  

and come back to eternal life  here on the other side 

*****and the wisdom words 

that he had heard  

his whole life long 

reverberated  

in the most exquisite song 

that only got deeper 

with each passing day 

and everything he  

ever heard anyone say 

wove itself 

like a fine bouquet  

into the other worldly visceralness 

into the profound bliss 

*****and beyond all of this  

he shared a kiss 

with all those who he  

had loved 

with all those he had seen 

in the yearnings  

of his dreams 

in multiple lifetimes 

again and again 

and the light  

had never before shined  

so bright 

as it did 

here on the other side 

HE WAITS PATIENTLY FOR MY EXTENDED HAND 

*** I know that underneath it all 

enclothed in ever increasing concealment 

He waits patiently 

for my extended hand 

reaching out through 

the good and the bad 

the high and the low 

the ebb and flow 

whispering to me where to go 

*** His inevitable grace 

defying the limitations of time and space 

awaits my next move with infinite patience 

the epitome of smooth 

Can I hear the call? 

Or Will I hit another wall? 

*** and deep inside 

and interincluded 

in the outer manifestations 

with love and inspiration 

there lies beneath it all 

the deepest call the pristine call 

and when you hear 

that still small voice you have no choice 

but to follow 

*** where You lead 

I will follow 

*** and the more concealed You are 

the more coarse-- life is 

the more articulate-yet meaningless ---life is 

the more defined-yet confined--life is 

the more divided--- life is 

the more concrete--and blocked --life is 

the less clear--life is 

the more fearful--life is 

I can't see You here 

I can't see You here 

but life is 

calling me to see you here right here 

**** and so... I must meditate 

on your glorious being and I must oscillate 

to reveal your way of Seeing 

You hide I seek 

until I become engulfed in the light 

in Your precious light 

INNER-VISION 

~~~years and years of being  

led along the narrow alleys of externalities 

wasted resources wasted time wasted life force 

all in the name of custom 

''that's the way we do things in our world''--he was told 

and he went along with it 

until one day he caught a glimmer 

of his reflectionin a mirror 

...he was growing old 

~~~~and he heard a still small voice  

deep inside waking him back to life  

and these are the words that he heard it say, 

''TIME is precious LIFE is irreplacable 

YOUR VOICE is insatiable STOP and listen 

TELL THE WORLD your inner-vision'' 

~~~~and he closed his eyes 

to the world outside and opened his vision 

to the endlessness inside and that's when his inner-vision voice  

truly came alive 

~~~~there is a sacred space 

a divinely inspired place 

a bridge of the human and the Divine 

a part of the Divine 

is where our souls come from 

and if we are fortunate enough  

to find grace in the Eyes of the One Above  

and we are ready to share that Infinite love 

with one 

and with all 

then we will surely 

hear the call 

and all  

we need to do  

is to put pen to paper 

is to open our lips 

is to step out into the mystic 

is to dance the dance of ecstacy 

is to be the person we were meant to be 

and G-d will lead us there 

Hashem Sefatai Tiftach 

Ufi yagid Tehilatecha 

Hashem --Open up my lips  

and let my mouth tell your praises 

 

THE POETRY OF GOING THROUGH  CHANGES 

[**we stand at the crossroads between Bereshit and Shemot, between the Patriarchal Era and the Exile\ Exodus Era, between the Fall and Winter Holidays culminating with Hanukah –and the Winter and Spring Holidays beginning with Shovavim ….here is some poetry to help smooth the transition BH**]  

  

Dear fellow travelers----fasten your seat belts for the ride of your lives……just look at the  dawn Skies and the color-filled signs that fill up  your field of vision ---it's time to make some life altering decisions------and hold on tight ---because we have arrived at the edge of what was and the beginning of what will be -------and you can see in between the lines of sound and sight -----it is clearest at that magic hour when day meets night----and when the fall meets the rising ---and where the mid-tunnel's darkness meets the end of the tunnel's light….but there is no need to be afraid----because you have been down this way once or twice before ------and the doors of perception respond to the proper intentions and open up wide for the masters of the other side -----of those who have purchased an ultimate  ticket to  paradise-----for an eternal vacation -----and when you know that this is your destination ----then the thrust of  your inspiration will fuel your imagination----and the excited anticipation that  these changes will be for you  the most blissful sensation 

  

 THE FALL GIVES WAY TO THE RISING 

  

 the fall gives way to the rising 

the edge gives way to the greener grass on the other side 

 the darkness gives way to the dawning of a new day 

 the suspicion gives way to the unconditional trust the 

the constriction gives way to the expansion 

the fear gives way to the undying love 

it's the way of the world, 

 it just is 

 

YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO FOLLOW IT'S CALL 

brave children of vision….. 

intenders to live by the decision that you have made ----- 

don't let it slip away--- 

it is your unique voice--- 

you have no choice but to follow it's call --- 

no matter where it leads you ---- 

and all the distractions 

and abstractions 

and reactions 

that you get from inside and out--- 

are only a test to see 

if you will carry out your holy 'yiud' --- 

your unique melody and tune--- 

which sooner or later 

in this incarnation or the next— 

will be carried out----- 

follow the holy sparks – 

guiding you from beyond the stars 

to do what you must do--- 

and listen to the voice that comes to you ---- 

and let go of control and go with it--- 

it's the only reason that you are here--- 

so do not fear dear one--- 

your time has come— 

and it may not come again too soon…….. 

we are all rooting for you 

  

 A CHANGE HAS GOT TO COME 

        ****if you'd see things the way that He does
you'd see that a change has gotta come it's got to 

         ****if you knew what He knew you wouldn't be sitting there without a care  you'd stop the world  you'd take a peek over  the edge
you'd search for clues  you'd hedge your bet 

        ****and the story goes on in fact it never ends
the only thing that's stopping you is the thought that 
maybe someone will see you   someone will see 
all that you've been going through and when the end  is in sight
when you realize there's no more time for lies
the door is about to close the door of promise the door of hope
the door that cannot be ignored anymore 

        ****so you close your eyes and you step on through 
there's no other way it's what you were born to doand you finally get to meet 
the real you 


ON THE EDGE 

***on the edge
you will find the way
to another place 
to another day 

***on the edge of the setting sun
the perennial cowboy 
shows you
how it's done
the harmony
of man and beast
and time slowly passes by
as he leads you 
underneath a canopy
star-filled night time sky 


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