A New Song
"Let the sea roar; and the
fullness thereof,
Let the field exult and all
that is therein...."
from Psalm 96
The cantor's chant surges.
A rush of elan fills
the hollow of my chest.
I begin to dance.
I am the depth and expanse
of the sea, the breadth of
the field as the wind rouses
the grass and becomes its songs.
And the song of the psalm
filters through my veins
strengthening the blessing
of my heritage.
Janet Krauss, who has two books of poetry published, Borrowed Scenery, Yuganta Press, and Through the Trees of Autumn, Spartina Press, has recently retired from teaching English at Fairfield University. Her mission is to help and guide Bridgeport’s young children through her teaching creative writing, leading book clubs and reading to and engaging a kindergarten class. As a poet, she co-directs the poetry program of the Black Rock Art Guild.

This makes me want to run outside and dance in the breeze with my arms held high.
Wonderful poem!
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