© Joy Krauthammer
MANNA from HEAVEN
"They will sit, each person under his vine and under his fig tree, and none will make them afraid, for the mouth of the Compassionate One, G*d of the hosts of Creation, has spoken." (Micah 4:4)
"Torah compares to a fig tree; Figs on a tree do not ripen all at once, but a little each day. Therefore, one keeps finding new figs in the tree each day. So too with Torah: The more one studies each day, the more knowledge and wisdom one finds." (Eruvin 54a)
"In that day (of Torah and peace)...everyone will invite his friend in fellowship under his vine and under his fig tree." (Zechariah 3:10)
Manna From Heaven
by Joy Krauthammer
With every breath,
with every taste,
with all my senses,
gratitude I have and give thanks
as I discover miracles
waiting for me this morning.
I laugh with glee
as I find Your babies
in Your magical garden that I tend.
Your treasures are strange:
firm, shiny, smooth, thick-shelled, purple
Their ripened, wrinkled, rumpled rinds, deflating
from the dense leafy tendrilled vines
thirty feet wide and my height,
fallen to the ground!
I bend, praise You, lower my knees,
drop to the earth
to gather the precious, egg-shaped bounty, protecting
intensely tart tasting, succulent,
transparent, glowing golden sacs, placentas.
Each envelops a small, crunchy black seed.
Hundreds matured, concealed
and encased in a cavity.
Each attached to tissue-thin white membrane.
With care, drops of juice should not spill,
I quickly cut open one rounded passion fruit
revealed for my pleasure.
I make the blessing,
ingest Your blessings,
Giver of Life,
this summer season.
Clustered all the way from Gan Eden
beneath giant green leaves,
Figs, when plucked,
exude white sap.
Tender, large, luscious, plump, purple, fresh figs,
symbol of Torah
birthed to enjoy through and through.
In bliss, I lift each sweet sensuous one
up to You.
Figs on the tree, I bequeath
for G*d's other creatures,
as Boaz did for Ruth, the Moabitess,
to glean and feast in joy.
We taste the mysterious, mystical treasure,
delicate, dry skin and moist flesh,
ripe, bursting forth magenta insides,
awesome to behold, satisfied
I release from the fruit
holy sparks of life.
I can feel them twinkle
in my mouth and travel within me.
The blesSings of Your Passion and Fig,
I share today with a bride and groom
under their wedding canopy.
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Manna From Heaven reprinted from "The Deronda Review" Vol. 1 No. 2 - Spring-Summer 2008
The Jewish Woman 2008
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Joy Krauthammer, MBA is a poet, percussionist, sound healer, and gardener living in Porter Ranch, CA.
One of Joy's favorite JOY topics to teach is "Simchat Chochmah ~ Baby Boomer Joy of Wisdom".
The fig is a perfect representation for Simchat Chochmah as it is likened to Torah and the Joy of Wisdom.