וְרוּחַ אֱלֹהִים מְרַחֶפֶת עַל פְּנֵי הַמָּיִם
“God’s spirit was hovering on the face of the waters.” Genesis 1:2
hoveringA moment before dawn it’s all possibilities,
like before the birth of the world.
Spirit is hovering, pure, innocent, complete, capable of all things.
The day’s headlines haven’t yet been written.
A bird high up on a wire, facing east, is doing a bird dance,
excited, pacing, head bobbing up and down,
song echoing in the street.
A world of wisdom, love, abundance and peace is still possible.
Now it’s my turn.

One thought on “Hovering

  1. Oh, Aryae! The wisdom that arises from a new day, the radiant beauty, a new possibility for life’s expression.
    The creative, holy expression that comes through you, a modern day Tzadick, warms my heart. What a gift you are to all.!

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