1 Nissan 5781 Running, the tempest behind me, still present in my thoughts and dreams; yet, somewhere on the horizon, I can see in the distance, there is a place serene. Joyous within myself, outwardly smiling, my emotions never surface enough to be visible; perhaps, a trait from my ancestors upbringing, learned men of books, […]
In memory of Shlomo Adler – 25 Adar 5781 (March 9, 2021) Careful footsteps are traced,across the ages,bringing to light new faces,from past lineage. A living link dies;life preserved on pages –ancient memories. dVerse prompt
Like turquoise, akin to sapphire am I, techeles blue, I am called. As lofty as the throne of Elokim; and, as lowly as the chillazon snail. Encapsulated within a single thread, tied around a religious fringe, reminding the wearer of Shomayim; and, the ocean of wisdom called Torah. Comprising the regal clothing of the Kohein […]
I imagine that you were conflicted, when your brother left for America, leaving behind more than could be understood, by anyone, who already stood on the shores of the land of opportunity, and assimilation.
When his family was finally able to join him, what could be envisioned as their future, amidst the multitude of countless faces, indifferent to the truth that binds the lives of the faithful together over centuries?
Your brother – my great-grandfather – his decision, the only reason, that I am alive today. How can I complain? Yet, I am also conflicted, knowing I should be grateful, to have even been born. Despite the fact that I still yearn, to live like my ancestors did in Bolechov.