Kol Hanearim

The children are content in their father’s arms.
They have their treats and are happy to be part of the excitement.
The men say a prayer on their behalf.
After all, they are just babies,
Incapable of prayer just yet.
I watch the kids from the women’s side,
So innocent and carefree.
How absolutely adorable they are collectively!
I look at the adults surrounding me.
We look sure and in charge.
Yet even the oldest among us, are as powerless as the baby in its mother’s womb.
I smile at the scene before me,
But the view from my heart is different than my eyes.
All I see,is a room full of children, praying for their father to protect them and take them home.

30×30

Acrylic on canvas