Josiah Vermont

Weaned from his mother,
hungry and tired on foreign soil
The loneliness Yakov felt journeying to his uncle
would have taught him the value of companionship
(If he did not know it already)

And I too would like G-d to bless me
with descendants like grains of sand on the shore,
a blessing to every nation,
light in a dark world

That is not my destiny
I am one of a million specks of dust
that must blow back to Yakov’s land again