On occasion of the Jewish holiday of Purim I revisit the tale through the prism of the my own perspective and the message that reveals itself to me...
The platitudinous sun rises and birds chirp
The grumbling of gears deafen man’s usurp
The feet carry on while the lungs sigh
Lost in meaninglessness the days blur by
Culture refined to rhythmic irrelevance
A scattered range of utter happenstance
Misplaced consciousness in a world undue
One plus one equals blue
In fear of futility we frantically run in place
Destined for nowhere and nothing in our endless race
We look for progress as if toward some culminate state
Each step seems to bring doom closer as he lay in wait
Reduced to vacuous being in a vacant life
Effervescently the people grow in strife
Time continues and events unfold
Cataclysm stayed by cause untold
Little by little momentum reversed
Survival as it happens merits durst
Such winds all the while unbeknown
The play pushes on in relentless tone
Motions become intelligent as resolve mounts
The saboteurs’ scheme unravels as he miscounts
Tomorrow’s fate perhaps not as yesterday foreshowed
The sight of life’s promise flickers in the mind’s abode
Still silently the pieces fall into place
As if orchestrated by some amazing grace
Suddenly the great decree rings loud and true
With tipping point reached ונהפוך הוא
Unified in vision and state good prevails
Celebration ensues to mark our travails
Charged with the spread of fun, love and care
Each year we revisit the relief born of despair
In retrospect reality and percept don’t equate
Life may seem vapid but is in truth great
Though in the present direction eludes
All things considered meaning exudes
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