True Righteousness

Those who delight in pain
Have no place in this world.
The world of the pious, of the righteous,
This should not transcend that
Of the caring...or it means nothing.
A pious man, well-dressed, well-spoken,
Yet cruel in deed is not truly pious.
The external is important, the internal is essential.

Kindness and compassion towards a fellow human,
Refraining from harsh words,
Sharing love, not pain,
These are the ways of a tzaddik.
True righteousness is in the little things.

It is easy to play a part, to
Promenade for strangers and the many.
It is much harder to masquerade
Before a friend.
With piety comes responsibility, never the right
To bestow hurt,
To wound so deep
The soul of one who cares.
That is not piety,
That is not religion,
But only a broken shard of human weakness
That flies as an arrow
Straight to the heart.
My heart is broken, my soul cries:
Why?

Nectarines and You

Does a nectarine taste sweet because it is filled with nectar, or is nectar so called because it tastes like a nectarine?

Does it matter? Sweetness is good, no matter how it comes about. If you lose yourself too much in the details, you just might forget to enjoy what you have. Hmm, I honestly don't know where this came from, maybe I was just hungry for some nectarines ;) But anyway, remember kiddos, five servings a day of fruits and vegetables keeps a body happy. Or is it the soul that's happy? Maybe the tummy? Oh my gosh, I think I should call it a night, so layla tov from blogland!