Sukkot

I, Yedid Nefesh, One close to your soul
  call you now... to
    leave your settled dwelling...
      run to an untamed abode...
         
breathe in deeply the fall air....

frank sukkot treeboughs 1  It is time to break free of all your restrictions...
  for your soul need
     soar in the wind....
       gasp at the moon's rise...
          shake free of all confinements....

 For I formed you wild in your core....


 
 Each year I woo you out of doors....call you to
   
  shake off your routinues and to
     remember the places we met when young and unencumbered,
       the wilderness, mountains, hidden gullies ad wadis,
         the fields at edge of night,
          and when waking each crack of dawn...

So enter your sukkah, your small ramshackle Eden...
 

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decked with 
  herbs of wisdom...
    fruits of learning...

  joined by
   birds,
    squirrels,
     creatures of this earth...   

 

 Race to meet Me beneath

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 the smoky branches of pine,
   the golden globe of harvest moon,
      the canopy of endless stars filling the heavens... 

 

   For it is time to
    re-find your native self...
      remember your right place in the universe...
        hold fast to what truly has meaning...

 

 

 

 Then, you will be filled once more...
    with wild,  rambunctious
         Joy...

 

Photography Credits

Frank Dobrushken