Shma: She Who Listens

Shma - listen, receive

what has been broken,

longs to return, open

the dark cramped places, let

walls crumble, let pain lift,

all the tired, overused burdens.

 

Shshshsh  - ma

the necessary quiet, letting

go of sound and self, cleansing

into speech.

 

Sh Ma Ma - She who brings

us through Mitzrayim, the narrow

straits, who holds us to Her breast, knows

us as seed and branch.

 

Sh shemesh - sun, light, arranging

sky and cloud, the indrawing

indwelling nectar,

what calls us awake.

 

Shma - She who sits

us on Her great hip, who we bring

stones all the storied

days of our lives, who hears

my voice, when I remember

to speak.