It seems like it was only yesterday
When I had left that unpretentious abode
Where within its protective walls
I had enjoyed my memorable haven
Where I had nurtured my roots,
Oblivious to passing time;
I remember the big, old tree,
That appeared gnarled and ready
To fend off the onslaught
Of the elements; I wonder if it
Still stands firmly planted
Battling storms of wind and rain,
The heat of the midday sun —
A cool sentinel in proximity
To my bedroom window.

I would intently listen
To its expostulations reiterated
In the wild shivers of its limbs;
I remember the landscape around
Where Nature had stamped
Its form indelibly; the stirring
Melody of songbirds falling gently
On my ears at the break of dawn;
The sunlight filtering through
My window in the morning;
The summer breeze wafting
The aroma of roses in full bloom,
Alluding to yet another
Pleasant day in the making.

I cannot turn back the clock, but
There is another one in my head —
One with unseen pointers, moving
Across an unseen dial,
Registering times of days gone by,
Its pendulum swinging
Backward and forward in concert
With the master clock of eternity.

The Inevitable Link

The inevitable link between The United States and the State of Israel can only be broken if and when the U. S. separates itself from its past, based on the fact that it had faithfully given its credence to the veracity of the Old Testament on which its time-honored Constitution had seen the Light of Day. Neither the Republicans nor the Democrats will ever alienate themselves from the spiritual edifice of the glory of such a link, considering that one party alone, cannot sanction such an unfortunate outcome without the other’s approval and consent.

As an established state, Israel has the right to address any institution, both nationally and internationally, regardless of objections, a privilege that representatives of other nations enjoy. Any kind of invitation in this respect, wherever it may be, can either be accepted or rejected. No president of the United States, in his right mind, will ever dare to break the link that began long before the re-establishment of the State of Israel, both spiritually and politically, a fact that is deep-rooted in its history.

In my opinion, the resulting calamity within each other’s borders might lead to consequences of unpredictable adversity which nobody in Israel or the United States can afford to entertain.

Outdoors Rapture

Lo and Behold the lush vegetation!
The color-crazed passion of flowers,
With no cessation to my wondering as to
The power that be, holding together
Trees, both young and old,
Peacefully acknowledging one another,
Positioned in a common mold
Of co-existence; the humility of
Silence, the tranquility and poise,
Conveying a message of parity
And abiding unity with the earth,
The leaping liveliness of perennially
Awakened spirits of rebirth,
Emanating from seeds of love
That mystifies the analytic mind!
The yielding, surrounding air,
Being redolent with scent
That all living creatures share,
There being no fleeting frenzy in moments
Where bushes, beds and groves
Peacefully enjoy a private love affair.

A Box For A Home


He seemed not at his wits’ end,
Nor mad at the world at all,
A makeshift home was all he had
Beside a concrete wall —
A plywood box, large enough
To house his body small.

He wasn’t even begging,
Nor was he looking sad;
There seemed no real reason
To grieve or to be mad,
For the world seemed unrelated
To the little things he had.

When music fell upon his ears,
It was the wind’s refrain —
A threatening prelude to, perhaps,
The imminence of rain;
His neighbors were the alley cats,
Mewing all in vain.

And so the box had served him fair
Until the winter came,
As if to play an awful joke —
A cold, relentless game!
The box he cherished as a home
Could never be the same.

A Happy Valentine Bunch

Eternal Rhythm

Time that fleets never takes away

the rhythm of a heart that throbs

with Love;

stifles not the breath of God

that living beings must share

and equally partake.


Oh, let us each promise —

A promise to keep —

Love’s harvest of bliss

Be ours to reap;

That such an attainment —

Your true love and mine —

Shall stand up unbent

And eternally shine;

That no trouble adverse,

Nor sorrow that be

Come near us to curse

Our love that is free!

Our years when maturing

Stay seasoned with love,

With freedom enduring,

As from heaven above;

That doubt be behind us,

Nor shadows be haunting,

And true love that binds us

Never be wanting

In radiance like flowers

That gorgeously bloom,

Letting Love’s hours

Stay empty of gloom.

Oh, let us each promise

What we reap we treasure

Love’s heavenly bliss,

With full force and measure.

Simple Reality

It is not enough that we must try

to remain in touch with simple reality;

we must also accept it as the groundwork

of our mortality; and as we try to adjust our

dealings in line with its unchallenged

authority, it behooves us to sharpen

our perspectives in every area of life, while

listening to the sounds of its universal

rhythms, as we struggle to mitigate

the harshness of fear, doubt and


My Muse

My Muse is somewhere around
Frolicking with the wind;
She doesn’t wait for me;
She’s as haughty as can be,
At times, she flirts with my creativity;
She’s a teaser, never bound to inspire;
Feels at home only when she’s in a mood
To do so; and when she does, she comes
With gifts of poesy, wrapped up neatly;
At times, she seems wanting in kindness
When I’m struck with a form of blindness —
A temporary mental block.

There are times when we walk
Among flowers and trees,
Holding hands and wondering
At the lightning and thunder;
At the clouds and the sky,
As we mindfully talk of the wind and breeze
And the birds winging by,
The moon and stars and the arching rainbow;
She’s so unpredictable, whimsical and independent
That I sometimes feel forsaken and abandoned,
But her coming and going is never in vain
As long as she’s around again and again.

Health Surpassing Wealth

Health and wealth belong entirely in two different categories, both of which are strangely interdependent. In many instances, a person’s health might possibly lapse into negligence for want of money and necessary care; on the other hand, money and care might not necessarily eliminate ill-health, though these might help reduce the severity of its effect on a person. There are those that are blessed with excellent health and seem unconcerned about wealth, as long as certain needs are met that might be sufficient to prevent any physical or mental deterioration, in the event of a sudden and unpredictable reversal. However, if I were to choose between health and wealth, I would pick on the former, as long as I continue to enjoy good good health. Wealth might, in fact, bring about the possibility of stress that might affect a person’s health. Personal care might help maintain good health, whereas a state of opulence, generally dependent on monetary investments that are subject to fluctuations, such as the stock market, might adversely affect the health of a person, regardless of his or her material resources.

In a capitalistic society, wealth, in some respects, might contribute to people’s health, such as philantrophic contributions in the way of medical research and welfare, without which people’s health would suffer considerably. In certain third world societies, the gap between health and wealth is so pronounced that the two entities remain poles apart. The situation, in many instances, exists because of corruption on the part of wealthy officials that seem to be mostly concerned about their own self-interest and less about those who die, as a result of famine and disease.

While a wealthy person is able to live comfortably, there is no guarantee that money could preempt any catastrophic illness in the future. Of course, the same is true about a healthy person; yet, a person who is meticulous enough to maintain good health, could, indeed, continue to retain the status quo for as long as possible.The importance of health supersedes that of wealth, depending on availability of needs. On the other hand, the assurance that wealth guarantees needs that might be easily met bears no exclusivity, in so far as health is concerned. While the two entities belong in different compartments, accessibility into each other’s domain is by way of an open door.

The tendency to choose health instead of wealth is established on the premise that good health stands by itself, while wealth does not rely entirely on its own potential to counter the effect of circumstances beyond its control.