Re'eh

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Re’eh

Look west to Grizim and Eival,

Towards the setting sun,

There to cast away their pagan gods,

For I’m the only One.

This is the prime directive,

It’s pashut from the verse,

This choice is e’er before you,

One a blessing, one a curse.

But the contrast isn’t always clear,

Dawn and dusk bring shades of grey,

The distinctions may grow fuzzy,

You’ll likely lose your way.

Once you’re west of Grizim and Eival,

Gazing eastward you might find,

The rising sun is dazzling bright,

Its ‘splendence leaves you blind.

If the difference ‘tween those heights,

Is hard to see from time to time,

Each summit, also, has a poet’s heart,

Listen wordless, hear the rhyme.