Watch her watch the watch to watch the morning sun
come in, come in, come in, come in
to me from the cold garden.
“I love,” I scream. “It’s true!”
When seasons change it can be easy to
turn your cheek and harden your heart.
But you open your hand and satisfy everything on Earth.
פּ וֹ תֵ חַ אֶ ת ־ יָ דֶ ךָ וּ מַ שְׂ בִּ י עַ לְ כָ ל ־ חַ י רָ צ וֹ ן ׃
Living in that minimalistic, cliché paradise
a bohemian saw the light.
Another paradox deconstructed.