The Wailing Wall

The Wailing Wall

A wall like any other wall

you might say

Way above us in the cracks

the doves of peace are sleeping

Look down and you will see

the scraps of paper

messages left for God

For this is no ordinary wall

And these are no ordinary people

When you put your face

close to the wall

it is warm

and smells of all those

who have stood here before

and done as you are doing

For this is no ordinary wall

And these are no ordinary people

By my side

a woman sobs and prays

caressing the wall with her hands

like someone blind

I stand a little lost

How do you pray

if you’ve never prayed before?

The air is sweet

and scented and warm

and filled with the sound

of singing and sobbing

Suddenly

I find myself crying

For this is no ordinary wall

And these are no ordinary people.

 

 

© Andrea Neidle, My Life in Poems

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