Apparently appearances
Aren’t always as they
Appear:
(The white silk above ones chest may make the
Heart beneath it appear to be pure and innocent;
Just as the dark mask over ones face may cause
The mind behind it to appear to be dark and
Dangerous)
But things real and true
Appear how they are,
That is, when
They do
Appear.
By definition, things physical
Have a face, a body, an appearance.
By definition (or the lack thereof)
Things spiritual and mystical do not.
Thus, it takes not a Talmudic scholar
With a long beard and a longer dialogue
To deduct that when a soulful something
Makes an appearance it is not an event
To be taken lightly: not lightly at all but
With much light
All
Appear pressure
Aside
When Truth appears on the scene
The scene forever changes, both
In appearance and in essence.
G-d appeared to him
It is a journey on which we are on
And as a journey is how we shall treat
And entreat it
And because it is a holy, divine journey
On which we are on, nothing whatsoever
Is random and even less is out of place.
So when just yesterday we were in one
Place and today we are in another, it is
Because for us to reach where we are
Today we had – and have – to go through
The events and experiences of yesterday
Yesterday was all about going, going to
And from yourself, going from one place
To another, going higher and higher, but
No matter how far, how deep, or how high
You go it is still you going, for yourself, to
Yourself
Today it is about appearances and, because
We are into definitions, appearances are things
Outside of yourself, things that come not from
Your top-self, but things that begin to show when
Your own selfish self begins to fade away – for
Truth to appear everything false must first dis-
Appear.
Until the eternal bond, the pure connection
We are just ourselves being all we can be;
With the bond eternal we are being more than
We can be on our own – now we are being
A part of G-d, a piece of the Divine.
Appearing out of the blue? No, no, no…
Appearing out of – and without of – the you:
All the distortions disappearing;
The divine truths appearing –
Such is the life with an
Eternal bond and a
Divine connection
Mendel Jacobson is a writer, poet and journalist living in Brooklyn. His weekly poetry can be seen at jakeyology.blogspot.com
The words of this author reflect his/her own opinions and do not necessarily represent the official position of the Orthodox Union.