Giving my eyes a rest
Not looking for the weeds
Appreciating the flowers stretching
Their abundant colors, borders blending
S…… t ……..r………..e……t…….c……h

It is the year of rest
A year for the good earth to get back its strength
A year for acknowledgement. A year of stepping back
I can’t fix everything.
I can’t fix anything—without His help

A year to grasp
Ownership is His alone
I stretch out my hand—
To nip off a dead pod
No. Let it go. It’s G-d’s world.
Isn’t it!!