The Place Where We Are Right

The Place Where We Are Right

This poem is resonating in my consciousness these days and I want to share it with you all. We’re living in times where love and doubts are screaming and shouting for justice. These words are a sobering reminder of what our goal should be and what are the consequences of a relentless pursuit of truth. I hope these words guide you as they are for me this Shabbat.

The Place Where We Are Right
by Yehuda Amichai

From the place where we are right
Flowers will never grow
In the spring.

The place where we are right
Is hard and trampled
Like a yard.

But doubts and loves
Dig up the world
Like a mole, a plow.

And a whisper will be heard in the place
Where the ruined
House once stood.

Shabbat Shalom