Hey guys, I posted a poem for Elul a week or so ago. This is what I felt after Rosh Hashana and wrote it all down. It may be a little hard to follow my thoughts are always so scattered. I did say that this year I was going to post more of my poetry though so any critique is accepted (it can’t be any worse than my own though that’s the caveat:) I hope you all had an incredible yuntiff! Enjoy!
The sound of a million shattered pieces
That was the anthem of this past year.
But we’re still here.
Look at Your dazzling nation
How they prostrate to the floor.
How they stand before You.
When Your words the rest of the world would abhor.
They are Your chosen people, no one else can come close.
They are Your beloved people.
They are Your kingdom who want You most.
They are the sound of a million outcries.
The broken belies the beauty.
The roar belies redemption,
Our refusal to quietly abide.
To other nations the sound is crescendos of indifference.
To us it is a symbol of restitution,
The reckoning of Your deliverance.
This past year was shattered into a million pieces.