Exodus

I admit
My pen has not been busy
It’s been silent
Observant
Watchful
Full of things to speak but I pause and clinch this staff tightly
Selah on the moments recorded in time
Wallow in despair and frustration of what I see
Contempt and hopelessness hold hands counting the minutes until they invade my space
I part my lips
Hoping for an exodus of sound
A murmur
Even a sigh
At the end of this dry tongue is promise
freedom
So instead of speech there are signs
Pointing to destinations
Visions that need eyes to see not the trick but the treasure
Dreams that need interpretations
Ears willing to hear and do
All before idleness crashes against me


Dry tongue
Thirsting for Wet ink to build its walls against the path
White sea clear and full of opportunity
Yet I selah
I pause
I take in the power of silence
The strength and sharpness of this pen
The depth of its permanence
It stains my lips
Again I part them
Take a deep breath
I cross the bottom of this dry ocean of words
I reach the other side
No more wilderness pages
This is my exodus of sound

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Do Not Write a Poem

Check this out all this awesomeness. I needed this reminder. How about you?

Do not set out to write a poem. Strip yourself of all the education you think will make you a good writer, and undress all the fluff you believe constitutes a good poem. Write only what is in your heart at this exact moment—every thread of thought and every emotion you have not the courage […]

Do Not Write a Poem

Silence

“Silence is not idle. It works within and without. It stands to prove truths and falsehood. Silence is a tool forgotten.”

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Minding My Soul Moments…

Good Morning, rise, and grind. Rest and breathe. Whatever your heart needs today, that is what you do. I want to take a moment to encourage you to mind your soul. It’s your business what you do, but there are moments where your soul needs you. So I leave you with a little encouragement. I hope that you can take solace in this small moment.

“Every wound or broken piece of your life is an occasion to experience the Most High Yah in a way you could not experience Him if all was well.” – Tehilayah

There are a thousand things taking place around us at all times, things are seen, some unseen. In every situation we encounter in this life there is a lesson.

Healing does not come without first having a wound. Healing is a process that we try to often rush. The well doesn’t need to be healed. The sick, however long the process, need help. Sometimes, we walk around not knowing that we are sick. The diagnoses are handed to us and we realize that we have been walking around sick for awhile. It’s crushing. The first question is, how? We check off these little imaginary boxes. These boxes say, “but I…”. We then began to recognize it in our interactions and our quiet moments alone. We see hindsight that we have mismanaged our souls.

A wound is often a sign that we need to slow down. Example time. My daughter asked for a skateboard. She always does all the research before she brings anything to my husband and me. She had no problem making her case and of course, we got her a skateboard. She watched countless videos on how to ride. The day comes, “Mom, can I ride my skateboard?”, she says. My response, “have fun, be careful.” Well, a few moments later she comes back tears in her eyes. “What happened”, I ask. “I was going to fast and got too close to the rocks, I hurt my leg”.

I realized something as I was being a nurse mom. For her to begin the healing process she had to be still. She had to allow me to care for her. I had to clean and dress the wound and she had to be still and experience the love and care she needed. LESSON!!!

The first part of healing is being still. It’s in those still moments where the Most High is caring and nurturing you.

Be still, and know that I am Yah; I am exalted among nations, I am exalted in the earth! (Psalms) 46:10

I hope this has been an encouraging and uplifting moment for you to mind your soul.

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Black Lives Matter: Six Poems

Poetry can often channel grief, pain, solidarity, and resistance in ways that everyday language can’t.

Black Lives Matter: Six Poems

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Who Am I…

Hello lovely people!!!

Thats right its Sunday and since we are all in our homes trying to stay safe and healthy, I figured that I drop a poem for you all. There is a challenge that is happening across Instagram and Facebook called the, “Who Am I Challenge”. The idea is for all poets to write a poem and upload a video onto either platform with you performing it. If you are tagged by a poet you have 24 hours to respond with our poem. I was not tagged I wanted to jump right in there and shoot my shot. So I did.

Here is a video of my poem, “Who am I”…

So, WHO ARE YOU!!

Let’s keep this thing going! Post your Who Am I poem!!

If you post a poem on Instagram and or Facebook make sure you link it under #whoamichallenge!!

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A letter, a prayer, a desperate cry!

Abba,

I try my hardest to understand the meaning for my trials. I search for reasons as to why my affliction is heavy and long. I search and tarry in my mind to no avail. For the understanding is unreachable. It is distant and yet near to me. Just out of reach and still I can smell the dew of freedom lingering in my steady and slow breaths. I find ways to be still when I rather run. Its easier laying at your feet broken and a mess. It pleases you to crush me. Pleases you to break me. Pleases you to cut and not sever me completely. I just ask that in the midst of my affliction that you show me the beauty of your blows. And you take away the ashes and cover me in your love.

This is a letter, a prayer, a desperate cry. Love from your Daughter… Tehilayah

This is for the broken hearted. The afflicted soul. The person battling a disease that won’t quit. Know that you are not alone. I know it’s not easy. You’ve heard often, “its going to all work out, you’ll be okay”. Truth is, when your in the midst of it, it seems like it will never get better and your not okay. So, I wont tell you that it will work out or you’ll be okay, I will tell you to be patient and look at the positive. Count all your joys and lean on them. In remembrance of the joys you find solace and renewal. I hope for you strength and peace.

Shabbat Shalom!!

And He said to me, “My favour is sufficient for you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, then, I shall rather boast in my weaknesses, so that the power of Messiah rests on me. Therefore I take pleasure in weaknesses, in insults, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for the sake of Messiah. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
Qorintiyim Bĕt (2 Corinthians) 12:9‭-‬10 TS2009

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In Excess…

Good Morning. What a lovely morning it is!!! I wanted to share a little poetic praise this awesome Shabbat Morning.

You love me in excess
I drown in the overflow of your love
And there is so much of you I have yet to experience
I live in the overflow of your presence
You love me in excess of your patience and I am still
You love me in the excess of kindness and I smile with freedom on my teeth
You love me with more joy and peace than i can hold
I drown in the excess of you
You love me in excess and its never too much
Yah you love me past full
This cup overflows with you
I desire the overflow
Fill me with you
Love me in excess
You love me gentle
And soften my heart
I highly surrender
You Yah love me in excess and its never too much
I am healed in your excess
Free in your excess
Delievered in your excess
Brand new in your excess
You could never love me too much
Your excess is amazing
I surrender to your excess love
Love me in excess
I want the overflow of you
And there is so much of you I have yet to experience
In excess

©2020 Tehilayah Ysrayl

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PSqP- Opening Event and Experience.

Good Morning and Good Evening to some. So, how’s it going? I hope all is well.

So, I’m super excited as PSqP Xtended just popped off amazingly well. It’s the first local event for year that I was in attendance for. This year PSqP is extending the poetry beyond 5th Sundays and stepping out with a themed series. This years theme is Justice and Liberation. The first half of the year is Justice and the second half of the year is Liberation. Poets for the year have already been assigned to their theme. Since me and fellow poet and author Curtis Crisler were up first we had Justice as our theme.

First let me start by saying that this was not an easy task for me, given a theme and prompt. Justice…what is justice to me? I battled writing as I started from a place of research. And if any one knows me they know that I can’t write if there is not a vibe, an energy that allows my pen to speak. So, I struggled a little. Most of my poems were written a couple of weeks in advance of the event.

But there was a surprise….

It was announced that we would have musicians apart of the event. They would be playing live music as we performed! This had me super excited. The musicians were amazing. One was a 16 year old kid who was a saxophonist. At 16 he is a beast!!! Then we had a local bass player that was also amazing. He was not only talented on the bass but he was also fluent in other instruments.

Y’all…. It was amazing!

I wrote 5 poems on justice. My set was only 30 minutes, so 5 was enough. When I arrived at the event, early of course, the space was awesome. It was a recording studio. It was open and there were areas for lounging and eating. This space was so chill. The lights were dim and incense were burning. I was chill and excited.

Photo Copyright 2020 – Tehilayah

AND THEN IT HAPPENED…

I was up. For the first time ever, I wasn’t nervous. I noticed this time, that because of the music, it helped to bring out my passion as I was reciting my work. There was no red dot to make me forget my lines. I have fallen in love with music being apart of my poetry. I have so many ideas and projects that I would like to do.

There was another surprise. The entire set was recorded. It will soon be available for listening ears. So far 2020 has started off with a bang . I cant wait for the other poets and their spotlights for PSqP Xtended. This series is going to be awesome!

Photo Copyright 2020 – Tehilayah
Photo Copyright 2020 – Tehilayah
Photo Copyright 2020 – Tehilayah

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Newness

Every morning you paint the sky a new masterpiece. At dawn your mercy new. At dusk your favor poured out.

Everyday you water the ground and nurture the earth a new harvest. A new first, a new beginning.

Will you paint me a masterpiece? Awaken a new dawn in me for mercy to dwell in? Pour out your favor on my setting?

Water me, nurture me and I will be a new harvest, a first and a beginning.

-Tehilayah

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