My Robin flew away…
That morning was different.
That horizon with the twilight hue of dawn was colorful.
That air smelled of freshness.
I was up and awake from a dreamless slumber, with dizziness of new
awakening and anticipation...
We've published Hal Sirowitz's wonderful poetry in earlier issues of Tiferet. You'll enjoy this recent interview with him on "Being Human." Be sure to scroll down - there are two parts to the interview!
for everything is within My hands.
Take your rest in the knowing
that everything is complete;
you are what you were meant to be
and so rest in the fullness of your own heart—
that is carried on...