B"H

Oct. 24th, 25th of Tishrei

Sanctify, make the low the high
The below above
The Name has given us so much
And hasn't given up on us

What's in my hand
Was given and belongs
To all the world
Before I stake my claim

Let my actions be, actually
All for, offering

I will represent
Write words and sing
For all the people
Peace be upon them

I have so much love
Which gives me so much fear
So I will cleave to the source of life
My heart will not be scared
Despair will disappear
For only when you truly love
The fear turns into awe
You are grateful when you wake up
And trust before you sleep

Beauty isn't skin deep
It is within
And comes right from
The King of Kings

A life of service
Is a life well lived
I'm becoming allergic
To selfishness
Because though I'm only
Writing poems
It's how I know to give

I'm a Craftsman's tool
I'm a painter's brush
I'm an axe for a lumberjack
Don't give me credit
Didn't ask for that
Thanks, but thank where I get these gifts

Activists activate and actors act
But not in play, we do our part
We have a lot to offer
This world created for
When we actualize
We need to be partners
To make this world ready
For being a home
A turning point
The cornerstone
Has it all in mind
But it is hard to see
What will be
Until the shape shows
What it means
Living with Redemption
Is how this structure is rising
It's ascension, from our work
The point of all existence
To purify, this place enough
That we will understand
Creation
Let the next flow
Ready, set, go