Thursday, September 16, 2010
Pain and Forgiveness?
yeah I know it's a Paris sky, but suits my mood...
It's six o' clock
I've been awake since five
Went to sleep in pain
Went to Yoga class, with my shoulder
My lower back sensitive
And my teacher, wanting to make my shoulder relax, lay me on a bench, with props
And my lower back got caught.
(Of course she didn't let me leave before she fixed that, but not a hundred percent)
Went to sleep sad, but in spite of that wrote down three things I'm thankful for:
I have a bed
It was strange (as it always is in dreams)
And the baby shot out
It was a warm feeling, and yet
Something was wrong in the picture
Today is the Eve of the Jewish Day of Atonement
The day when all Jews are supposed to ask for forgiveness
And hope to be written in God's Book of Life, for the coming year
And all I can think of
Is my Unspoken anger
Holding it in
No wonder my back goes
Alot of anger, directed to so many people
(Not to mention myself)
Who must I forgive?
Why isn't anyone asking mine?
What is forgiveness anyway...it's a strange concept
Meaningless to me.
When I was eight my Mom would say:
" I will not speak with you till you ask for my forgiveness"
What choice did I have?
What was my Sin, anyway?
The sky is cloudy here in Israel today ( fits my mood)
And I wish it would rain
And wash all these tears (uncried)
Posted by Yael Brisker at Thursday, September 16, 2010