Three Times, One Heart

 

Three Times, One Heart 

We were broken before we even knew why,

Running from questions we couldn’t deny.

The past still whispers, what brought you here?

Was it truth, or just hunger dressed up as fear?

We said we came for the Light, for the Name,

But the heart keeps checking, what’s in it for me to gain?

And every day the body stands as a judge,

Saying, this road is too hard, you will never budge.

Yet we stay, not because it feels sweet,

But because without this, life tastes like defeat.

We learn that love is not comfort or prize,

It’s choosing the path where the ego dies.

The present is fire, a war in the chest,

Prayer in the heart, no moment of rest.

Torah as medicine, bitter and kind,

Healing the wound we don’t want to find.

And mercy is hands that forget how to take,

Lending our hearts for the others’ sake.

Not charity for a crown or a name,

But to build a world where no one feels shame.

The future is calling from beyond what we see,

Saying, you’re rich already, just trust in Me.

We haven’t sold, we haven’t arrived,

But inside that promise, we’re already alive.

So we walk with three times inside one breath,

Past as the reason, present as death,

Future as life that pulls us through,

Teaching the now how to feel what is true.

And the ego keeps lying, both low and tall,

You are nothing… then you are everything, you stand above all.

But we answer softly, not proud, not small:

We are just servants, learning to fall into love, that’s all.