Rushing forward in bursts, Head bobbing,  Purple pin-feathers puffed, His fanned tail sweeps the ground As pigeon purrs and coos h...

As Proust wrote, “The real voyage of discovery consists  not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.”  Stop now, right no...

Keep tangling and interweaving and taking more in,  a thicket and bramble wilderness to the outside but to us 
interconnected with rabbi...