My Sukkah

Looking up.

Into the blue.

Into vastness.

Into forever.

Looking in.

Into my heart’s

pulsing wonder

and Oceans of longing.

And soul,

where can I find her?

Flitting on sunbeams,

Moonbeams, starlight?

Dancing with the wind?

Splashing through puddles

Among the homeless,

The broken ones, the mourners?

My sukkah is small,


even in sunlight.

But its sides are open,

Its thatched roof


I look up.

My heart sighs

at twilight;

while spirit

embraces guests,

readies herself to dance.


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