Found this poem in a Shabbat book during a Bar Mitzvah. I used the last line to write a poem of my own – try it!
A thought has blown the marketplace away
There is a song on the wind and joy in the trees.
Shabbat arrives in the world
scattering a song in the silence of the night:
Eternity utters a day.
– Abraham Joshua Heschel (excerpt)
Here’s my attempt, starting with Heschel’s last line:
Eternity utters a day
It falls from lips too large to measure
Bounces on ground too wide to see
Unfolds into Now
Touch, open, be
Ok, your turn…