We have been traumatized.
October 7th pushed us into the realm
Of thought,
Of argument,
Of sides.
That pit in the bottom of our gut,
The stone of separation,
Is begging for hearts to be
Breathed into softening
Even as our thoughts have lined up
To take us into battle.
Israel has been made to feel unsafe
In the very body of Israel.
The existential threat
Has cast us to the furthest reaches
Away from our center.
Prayer, the journey of transcendence,
Is paradoxical -
Through individual bodies,
We leave our bodies
In order to become
One collective body.
Prayer, the sacred blessing where
All our limbs can be rewoven
Returning us into our whole.
Prayer,
The act
Of our
Reclamation.
Tiferet Welch
What a perfectly painful and poignant poem! It reaches deeply into my heart and soul. Thank you so much Tiferet.