Baruch Hashem (untitled poem)

Baruch Hashem (untitled poem)


If I were to lose everything tomorrow

Perhaps victim of hatred and evil and my distance from You.

Up I would drag myself from the depths of despair

Tear-filled eyes searching for You.

Prone, broken-boned and weak; I will reach a crawl.

Crawling, ragged breath and determined; I will reach a limp.

Limping, strained, but hopeful; I will try to stand tall.

Walking, steady and again joyful; I will reach You.


And standing beside you is everything I love and loved

And all the love I could ever need.

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