The Pope’s Red Shoes
I called across the canyon
The snake wind echoed my name
Red shoes fell from the sky
like stardust or manna from heaven
Singing over the rainbow
and tap dancing on the good ship
lollypop I narrowed my vision
picked up a pair to wear
My feet glistened crimson
sparkled with rubies
ignited vermilion flames
My name still resonated
the Voice of G-d
The canyon’s red walls paled
The sun lost its searing glow
Other red shoes crept away
into ancient crevices or hid
under boulders billions of eons
I tapped my heels together
in prayer in emulation of ?
The canyon whirlwinded away
The sky flew by on its broom
I found my beyond home
sweet
home
Ryfkah 4/20/08
She says:
“I teach 2nd grade every day, high school after school twice a week, preschool after school twice a week. English language development for all of 2nd grade three times a week, and Sunday school at my synagogue.”
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