Turning a new leaf

On Rosh Hashanah it is written and on Yom Kippur it is sealed. So say the prophetic words written in the prayers for the High Holidays, that one’s fate for the entire year is set between the dawn of the new year and the day of atonement. As I think over this year of peace…… Continue reading Turning a new leaf

Moving On

Boxes and boxes Row by Row Stack by Stack Life isn’t Lift, arrange, piece and plunder Tearing all the world asunder Chaos reigns Wheels and gears Move and strain Haul the load Destination Feathers drifting into place Tessellated each one’s face Arranged Quiet solitude at last found Here above cold trodden ground Life continues unabated…… Continue reading Moving On

And so it began

My new life started from the raw ashes of the old. Others have described depression as swimming in grey goo, and that’s a pretty apt description. For me depression was like superglue, I’d sit down and not be able to move from that spot, my arms would be locked in place and I’d stare at…… Continue reading And so it began