Friday, January 25, 2013

From Our Friend, James Stone Goodman:

Small alef; Beshallach

God showed him a piece of wood
It’s a tree of life, hold on to it.

He threw the piece of wood into the water
the water turned sweet. 

I am Nameless, your healer –
drink me.

Small alef; poetry Beshallach
Maqam Ajam (B-flat C D E-flat)
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Anonymous said...

This is a song then?

Maggid said...

It certainly could be a song . . Everything is a song where we live . . .