Sukkot

Yedid Nefesh...You, dear to my soul...
  You call me now to run down the pathways...
    past the garden beds...
     into an untamed abode...
      and to breath in deeply the fall air....

So I enter my sukkah, lushly decked with the produce of my life....
  fragrant herbs of wisdom...peppermint, sage, rosemary...

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fruits of learning...
  ruby apples, musky grapes,
    juice-filled pears.

I drape there
   all my deeds,
     hopes, downfalls and desires,
       amongst which I rest...

 

And there I wait for You... 
  having left my settled habitat...
    stripped away all domestication...
      
    

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 And am joined by 
   the birds and squirrels, butterflies and rabbits, 
     bees and deer and creatures of the night...

 You call me now...
    to break free of all my restrictions....

 

 

You remind me...
  that my soul need soar in the wind... 
   gasp at the moon's rise...
    shake free of all confinements...
      for You formed me wild in my core.

 Each year You woo me out of doors,
    to come to Your side...

And in my small ramshackle Eden,
  You restore me,
     revive me,
        enliven me.

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Each fall I hear your call.. and
  shake off my routines.

Remembering the places we met
   when we were young and unencumbered...

The wilderness, the mountains,
   hidden gullies and wadis,
      at the place of drawing water,
        in the fields at edge of night,
          and when waking
             each crack of dawn

 

 

Yedid Nefesh,  Soul of my soul,
  I race to meet You... 
    beneath the smoky branches of pine,
       beneath the golden globe of harvest moon,
         beneath the canopy of endless stars which fill the heavens. 

Open me...
  Help me find my native self...
     remember my right place in the universe...
       what truly has meaning...

And then...
  fill me once more, 
    with wild,  rambunctious
      Joy.

 

Photography Credits

Frank Dobrushken