On Wednesday night is the new moon. Not just an ordinary beginning of a new circle.
It is the beginning.
Rosh HaShana. The Jewish New Year. The day of creation, of existence.
Inspired by the spiritual teachings I have written a little piece of poetry. A piece that tries to bring words to the unknown.
Go back to the roots.
Back to the source.
To the silence.
The not expressed.
The infinite potential.
Let’s pause and return.
Plant the seed of infinity.
Its the essence.
The one that can’t be heard.
Give sound to it – in the new year.
I wish you a good year and a meaningful beginning. ☀