from Rachel Barenblat's 70 Faces:Torah Poems, here is
OFFERING (BO) We shall not know with what we are to worship the Lord until we arrive there. —Exodus 10:26 Maybe God wants goats scruffy and bleating. The richest colors we know. The taste of coffee, dark and smooth. Maybe God wants smoke from the trees our children will fell. The songs we sing when it's late and no one can hear. The Holy One will tell us what sacrifices are required, blood or water poured on the altar sluicing down to the earth below. Does God want our grief? Hopes raised, then dashed like pears against a rock. Maybe God wants us not to give up. We must bring all that we are so when that Voice speaks we can open our chests and pull out what's inside. Comments are closed.
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