The absurdity of shalom
The absurdity of shalom
Is that it always has
Always will
Always must exist
In every corner of the world
In every wrinkle in time
In every cradle of civilization
In every ecosystem
And every epoch
Shalom is an undeniable and universal truth
That human beings simultaneously acknowledge and deny,
Yearn for and shun.
And until we realize our self-sabotage
Shalom will continue waiting for the human heart
To break into wholeness
Shalom will continue waiting for the unblinding of
The human eye
Humbly, shalom will keep waiting for the human voice
To burst into song
And for the human soul to pour forth into
The clearing
Where the undeniable reality of shalom patiently resides.
The absurdity of shalom is
that shalom, humanity’s finest idea,
was never ours to create, only to uncover.
It always has and always will exist, independent of us,
Who presume to have dreamt it into existence,
Waiting for us to become more fully human,
We can, must, and eventually will share in the shalom that
Resides all around us
But from which we have tragically excused ourselves
Without even realizing it.