Warmth becomes a fur coat, draped around a numb body but not dumb brain--thinking focused brain. Silences thought-provoking, chanting has an effect, words great Hebrew words, music great Hebrew music, tefillin tight, brain commanding thoughts and actions. Mathematics strong, becoming poetry at will, God's Will.
Penetrating my concern into her soul, wondering if a spark can be ignited. Lighting a spark even in fossilized wood. Is the wood too many generations old? She turned into a salt pillar because she looked back. I looked back into ancient history, salt is rock hard: tefillin in the morning, maybe in the afternoon, wearing leather tefillin as un-ardorous armour, love is just a 4-letter word, needing no brass knuckles, desert dryness, parchedness, in a long navy skirt, pants. Not feeding him a dessert.
Deborah led an army, Golda Meir led them too, brain activity kept them protected, protons and electrons shooting like slingshots, not seeing targets, hazy, enemies no more. Standing taut and firm, they whispered their chant. Eyes closed, ears open, imagination soaring. Advertent self-deafness and blindness, stood strong on one leg with 4 leather straps, shifted to 2 legs, sat down rock hard on a metal chair, so hard like stone when I am not stoned. Miriam's Well flowing all day in a desert; then they go home, Moses strikes the rock 2x, and they run away to cinnamon hills. Living w/o Moses, w/o cinnamon, but w/o needing an escape. We used to wear tefillin all day long.
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