My colleague, Rabbi Hara Person, composed this poem entitled “Rosh Hashanah in the Pines”:
Ðarkness settles, slowly, across the horizon. The new year rises before us, Its fragile moon awaiting our embrace.
Heaven and earth entwine In their annual dance of re-creation. A fissure appears in the firmament tonight, An entranceway into new beginnings.
Out beyond the swales The sea expands and contracts, Keeping time to the thrumming of the universe.
Under this Rosh Hashanah sky The path before us is uncertain. All we can do is hold each other tight As we make our way home.
It is my hope that as we enter this season of holiness, our hearts are open to poetry and prayer; to music and silence. May we find strength in our community; companionship as we consecrate a new year together. As we return home to our congregation, may our worship and deeds return us to our better selves. May these Days of Awe bring clarity and purpose; vision and passion.
L’shanah Tovah U’metukah, may you and your loved ones be blessed with harmony and good health; compassion and peace.