Poet Beth "Batyah" Elishevah Ginzberg expresses her creative poetic meditations about water as a very powerful atmospheric element of the environment. Ginzberg wrote these poems at the East Rogers Park Lake Michigan Beaches, on-the-spot, to experientially convey the full effect of the Great Lakes of Chicago, IL USA for your reading pleasure.

Sunday, January 24, 2016

TRUMPETING LOUDLY OVER LAKE WATERS



"On the day of your joy, on your holidays and on the heads of your months you shall blow with trumpets"—Numbers 10:10.

"We are commanded to blow trumpets while the sacrifices offered on special dates were being offered in the Holy Temple. We are also commanded to blow trumpets during times of distress, to accompany our prayer to G‑d." [Chabad.org]

Screaming seagulls diving into a fish filled sea, trumpeting a call of the wild from their beaks, screeching like a trumpet, a horn of plenty, as they kill their lunch.

Standing over a lakeside sea of waters rushing in and like a trumpet blowing out of your windpipes sounding "Shekinah!" with high soprano notes over the shoreline of waters, calling loudly as in a roaring blaze like lightening and fire over the seashores, "Shekinah!" the soft soothing name of the female counterpart of G-d.

Blowing out of your lungs like a horn of a ram, like a shofar, a golden metal trumpeter, sliding your fingers along its pedals, hoarse at first, then clearing your lungs with a loud cough that sounds like music as it flows through the winding pipes of the golden trumpet, music to warn or to calm, to say what you cannot say using words.

A trumpet that plays music with every sound being a shout of a Hebrew alphabet letter, a holy word in great gasps from The Torah that sounds in gaiety and joyousness of the worship of the holy almighty Elohim G-d.

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