When

When the shofar blows
may any walls
separating
I-thou
come tumbling down,
a drop of new light
in life travelled
inner to outer.
When the shofar blows
may I be reminded of our
stand
at the foot of Sinai
now a place within,
where we stand against all
oppression,
all injustice,
in I-thou and beyond,
remembering that
renewal
is created through
humility and
walking with
open hands.
When the shofar blows
may it unlock my human
doors
so that I can see
the wonders
of the universe
in a blade of grass,
in the whispers of the wind,
in a leaf grown
heavy with dew,
so I can hear –
hear the music
of our shared
journeys
as we go
dancing
in the light
of
G-d.

By Alizah Shatzky

Alizah Shatzky is a poet living on Bowen Island. She is a longtime member of Or Shalom, and is on its board of directors. Her poems have appeared in literary journals across Canada and the United States.

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