Watching Jews in the World

We, too, know Nature — mountains, rivers, grass,
The endless sky, the moon, the spirit visions.
We won’t be able to watch four seasons pass
Without encountering untold collisions.
The written record isn’t damning proof
That we can’t feel except down on our knees.
I sat and watched, when I repaired my roof,
The redbirds nesting in the tops of trees.
Nothing in this hard world is too demanding,
Too difficult to fathom. Watch: a man finds
The flora, fauna, and the understanding
Flows from the five senses into our minds.
It’s all in there, so I don’t have to look:
We are the heart, the People of the Book.