Hear, Israel, the Lord is One, <br />Our Father He, we are His son. <br />To love the Lord should be your goal, <br />with all your heart and mind and soul. <br />From you these words should never part; <br />you ought to write them on your heart <br />and teach them to your children and <br />make sure that they all understand <br />when they are walking on the way, <br />not only when they wish to pray. <br />And when you go to bed, or rise <br />they should be writ between your eyes, <br />and also on your arms, a sign <br />that you have chosen to entwine <br />yourself with God, tefillin straps <br />just like a wedding band, perhaps. <br />And you shall write them on a post <br />of doors, to prove you love God most–– <br />that’s Father God and Holy Ghost <br />together, neither one foremost, <br />the Holy Ghost the spirit which <br />He sends us so we can enrich <br />our lives by being very close <br />to Him, though never grandiose. <br />No Son, I ought to add, for we <br />are all God’s sons. There are not Three, <br />as claimed by Christians who’ve revised, <br />in ways that might make God surprised, <br />identity of God, expanding <br />Godhead to three, misunderstanding <br />His unity. He is the boss, <br />and had no son upon the cross. <br />Write also on your garden gates <br />where He observes you as He waits <br />for you to say again Shema, <br />the précis of the seminar <br />He teaches when you learn the Torah: <br />repeat it, and you’ll feel His aura. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Inspired by Deut.6: 4-10.<br /><br />gershon hepner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shema-3/
