I will let this one speak for itself…
Zichronot
Why do I leap
To thoughts of Eternity
When I think of Memory?
Is it because Memory and Time
Are practically synonyms?
And Eternity is
All Time and
No Time?
Or maybe it is because of
All the things
I’d rather not remember
Those moments
Of being bound at the altar
Of watching the flood waters rise
Of the awareness of the emptiness
Of my womb
To not remember means
No I and no Thou
And where would that leave me?
I would forget
That I was remembered
I would forget that
The crucible of those moments
Formed me more and more
Into the image of the Compassionate One
I would forget that
Without shadow
Light is meaningless