New Poem in Progress

New Poem in Progress


You say tomato, and I say tomahhtoow.

You say potato, and I say potahhtoow.

You to to the left of the road and I go to the right,

And while you go to lost to Persia in your loyalties, seems to me,

I stand steadfast with Israel steadfast, unmoving in that loyalty to the child of Covenant.

Yet that does not take away from how I feel in the depth of my heart, spirit and my soul,

And I pray each day that you will find your way home to me.

Shalom and Amen.

No explanation needed I think.