Psalms In The Heart

The Man Who Sold His Beams He came to the path with fire in his chest Certain his wisdom was better than the rest He spoke about love, connection, the light But inside his ego prepared for the fight. The Ten sat together like brothers in line Each one carrying a spark of the Divine But his will to receive began its routine Searching the cracks in the human machine. “Look at that friend, he’s lazy as hell. That one talks big but his heart you can’t tell. And that one over there, what a fraud in disguise.” Thus spoke the sweet voice of the inner spies. At first he believed it—every damn word. The poison felt smart, logical, assured. He sharpened his judgment like a polished blade While the bridge to the friends quietly decayed. Then the darkness arrived like a cold desert wind. The lessons felt empty, no warmth within. The Creator went silent, the heart turned to stone And suddenly he felt completely alone. He cursed the Ten. He cursed the path. He cursed the Creator in quiet wrath. “May...

Sukkah of Light Going to war means shaping the soul Not for the body but for the goal To tie our hearts like ropes so tight And aim them all to the One true Light We gather together, ten by ten Broken riders and working men Each friend pushing the other ahead Toward the place where the Creator is spread Together we rise, together we fall Creator above us, holding us all Turn this war into peace tonight Cover our hearts with Your Sukkah of Light יחד נקום יחד ניפול הבורא מעלינו מחזיק את הכל הפוך מלחמה לשלום בלב פרוש עלינו סוכת שלום עכשיו The war we fight is the will to receive A thief in the heart that makes us deceive It whispers softly “take for your own” And leaves every man dying alone But ten friends standing shoulder to shoulder Turn weak little sparks into burning boulders We shout from the depth of a desperate prayer “Creator come finish the work started there!” Together we rise, together we fall Creator above us, holding us all Turn this war into peace tonight Cover our hearts w...