
Contributor(s):
Trisha Arlin
Shared on כ״ט בתשרי ה׳תשע״ו (2015-10-12) — under the following terms:
Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike (CC BY-SA) 4.0 International copyleft license
Categories:
Rosh haShanah la-Behemah, Rosh Ḥodesh Elul (אֶלוּל)
Tags:
four worlds,
North America,
first person,
insects,
crawling things,
21st century C.E.,
58th century A.M.,
Fourth Day of Creation,
New York City,
Prayers as poems,
English vernacular prayer,
neo-lurianic
I have come to see That we are not the only creatures who are B’tzelem Elohim, We are all in God’s image. So today, on Rosh Ḥodesh Elul, On the New Year of the Domesticated Beasts, Let’s give thanks to the bugs Like the four questioning children Wise and snarky and simple and oblivious, Like the four worlds of the kabbala The earth, the sky, the heart and the spirit We give thanks and acknowledge The bugs we have domesticated The bugs who serve us in their wild state The bugs that hurt us or gross us out And the bugs who live only for themselves, without any reference to us. . . .