Take any man

Walking on a road
Alone in his coat
He is a world
No one knows
And to himself

Yet, when he wanders most
It is his own way, certain
As spheres astronomers note
In their familiar motion.

—Samuel Menashe


Eyes open to praise
The play of light
Upon the ceiling--
While still abed raise
The roof this morning
Rejoice as you please
Your Maker who made
This day while you slept,
Who gives grace and ease,
Whose promise is kept.

—Samuel Menashe

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