[yshavurah] A Poem in Memory of Rabbi Gevirtz
- From: "Cheryl Levine" <clevineys@xxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "YS Havurah" <yshavurah@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2003 17:50:00 -0800
A Poem
A small thing;
I did not speak at her funeral
But I want to be counted as one of
the mourners.
I see her slender upright form even now,
Standing, bowing at Rockford;
The bearer of Torah.
I hear her high reedy voice:
"The soul you have breathed into me is
pure, oh G-d"
Breathed as in breath-ed,
Like the in and out of breath
that is no more.
My children's faces at her service
Her face at Sammy's bris;
Ben's hand on her skirt,
The mezuzahs on our doors
The blessings on our heads.
A small thing;
I did not speak at her funeral, but
there is an empty place inside
that rushes up to greet me in the morning
in place of the Shema.
CBL
12-16-03
Cheryl B. Levine, Psy.D.
Clinical and Consulting Psychologist
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