Toldot Wells - A Judith Felsen Poem

Toldot   Wells

In the season of  a drought 

it is my thirst for You that spurs my journey.

In honoring  Your borders and instructions 

for my walk among the lands which lie within,

Ancient stone well. source: www.greecehighdefinition.com

I see  all paths begin and end with You.

My soul does recognize its choice

for drought or irrigation on the way and sees both sides.

In the end, the final step is sure as You are there in both.

The choice I make is for Your blessing 

or a lesson 

each teaches to return to You.

My father’s wells concealed and then revealed

speak to such love in time and timelessness.

It is all care and use of them and 

of their springs that varies.

And yet to quench my thirst for You,

I must follow You myself to find and dig my wells

to integrate Your blessing as my own.

Process on the way reveals that

conflict, hate, and struggle can produce the deepest clearest wells  

if one lays low while digging deep with both knees bent.

My head is bowed, my heart is open, my thirst is quenched.

Judith Felsen, Ph.D. 4/10/2012