Sweet Cake
This is another song of the spiritual traveler, an extended metaphor that shimmers with hope and prayer. It’s more of a yearning than a classic prayer, a love poem about life. And yet, aren’t all yearnings simply silent prayers of the heart? One of my favorite pieces that’s written in the voice of the spiritual traveler is called “Come Walk.”
Sweet Cake
Give me a drop of honey,
And I will give you the harvest moon.
Give me a silent tear,
And I will give you the roaring sea.
Give me a cup of milk,
And I will give you the rising sun.
Give me your secret prayer,
And I will give you my broken heart.
Give me a drop of honey and we will
Make a feast of this life.
Sweet cake,
To feed ourselves with joy and love.
Sweet cake,
To feed the world with awe and wonder.
Sweet cake,
Of milk and honey.
Sweet cake,
Of prayers and tears.
© 2017 CCAR Press from This Grateful Heart: Psalms and Prayers for a New Day
Postscript: Other prayers in the voice of the spiritual traveler include: “Come Walk,” “All is Well,” “River,” “Bird is Bird,” “Leaving,” “Remember” and “About the Rainbow.” Please consider purchasing my new book, Jewish Prayers of Hope and Healing. This piece appears in This Grateful Heart: Psalms and Prayers for a New Day from CCAR Press.
For usage guidelines and reprint permissions, see “Share the Prayer!” For notices of new prayers, please subscribe. You can also connect on Facebook and Twitter. If you like this prayer, please post a link to your Facebook page, your blog or mention it in a tweet.
Photo Source: Kitchen Heals Soul
4 Responses to “Sweet Cake”
Give me all of your broken pieces
And I will stick them back together with raw unfiltered honey
I will bathe your sorrows in wellsprings of sweetness
Give me pools of your salty tears
And I will give you oceans of tenderness
Give me your most sincere hopes and your wildest dreams
And I will carry them over the moon and sprinkle them with stardust
Give me your most intimate prayers
And I will bury them deep in my heart
I am not afraid of your woundedness
I am not deterred by your barricades
I will not turn away from the hard stuff
I will not back down from gut-wrenching honesty
I am here for the long haul
I am here for the nitty gritty
I am here for the blood, and the sweat, and your writhing body
Riddled with despair and woe
Beyond belief
I am here for the mess
And the mystery
I am the driver and the driven
I will take you where you lead
Follow me
Into your wilderness
Together we will find our way
Wander through the muck and the mire
With me
Give me your best shot
I will not be here forever
But for however long I’m here
I’m all in
Yael, this is lovely. Is it yours? Love and hugs. Alden
Yes – Just riffing off you … (slight typo on second to the last line – can you edit out that first ‘I’m?’) – Thanks and love, Y
Got it, Yael. Shabbat Shalom.