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Tevet

Seven is completion.


Chanukah lights where


Eight sends us beyond


This world,


Casting illuminated gaze


Toward the vision


Contained within


The silence of


Ayin.



I do not always know


When I should be quiet.



And the loudest I am


Is when I am angry,


Or, sometimes, when I pray,


Or, yes, here, too:


In the deepest vulnerability of all;


A poem.



Jacob teaches,


We weave,


And reweave,


The narratives,


Of our lives,


Over and over again,


As we reach toward


A liberation in knowing.



Why do we bless


In the names of


Joseph’s sons,


Manasseh: “To forget.”


Ephraim: “To be fruitful.”?



May it be


Because we are asking


For the trauma


To be healed


In our children.



Because we know


Some injuries


Are there


For generations.



And because we believe


In the blessed


Journey of


Becoming whole.




Tiferet Welch 30 December, 2022


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For more of Tiferet Welch's poetry, please visit her poetry channel or her Ritualwell profile.


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