Torah, Black Fire On White Fire

Torah: Black Fire on White Fire, A Nafka Mina Every Place, every Space, In ink, 'tween signs, ‘tween lines, Everywhere He, Where are we? Ask, "Mi Hashem Aylai?" Not, "What's in for me?" Descent from Kedushah is "I" Ego, Ugly Mess, Rears our Smallness, Whether in "I" or Mired in Man, My Hand, My team, vs. Oneness We can live to please "I", Or Harvard or other Men, What's the difference? Our Eye's Sty! To live His Torah, Nullifies Me We Need to Be, Alive ‘n Doin’, Here, Now! We Want to Be. He gave us myriad Mitzvot, To glimpse Him, to Breathe ‘n Do, To be in His Company. Life's not just other Men, Them With to Hang Out, Them to Please, He Knows our Dodge Cop Out. Men are Seen, He’s Hidden. Pleasin’ Men is counter Our Goal, He smiles, if We’re Herein. As He is Here, We Be in our All. Men make Noise, when Losin’ Stature, Men are in Places, not in 'tween Spaces. Be as the One, Sip His Strength, in Being Alone, Be a Rolling Stone, Not just a Clone, He’s Here, We likewise ignore Noise. It takes max strength Chutzpah, Swim Agin' the Torrent, Be Current, Carpe Diem, Not be a Puppet of Them. The Gematria of Aish equals Kara, Or Fire in Hearing 'Sounds of Silence': A Calling, Horton Hears a Who, Choosing is Less than to Be Chosen. Be Strong; You're Created to Be a Man, Hashem's Eved, In touch with Your Maker, Answer to Him, not some Faker. © Chaim Ben Moshe 2018