Mom, forgive me (אימי, סלחי לי) / Poem by Shoshana Vegh (שושנה ויג)

Poem by Shoshana Vegh
Mom, forgive me
Mom, forgive me
When you are already turned into a soul
And perhaps you are a soul in a new life
I want to get down on my knees
And tell you
The one I never said
The blame you placed on me
When my brother was killed,
That I brought home
The bereaved
From the love of teenagers
To a soldier’s brother
Who was killed in the war
It has already passed and is gone.
I forgive you
I’ve forgiven you for many years
And you live within me
You breathe your life out of me
Your gardens are sinking into me
I bear your pain
The world to which we were created
And you are my mother,
forgive me
Life is a collection of fragments.
Now I know
That we are just the sum of our separations.
*It is a poem from the newspaper in Israel my city “Modi in” edited for collection of poems about forgiveness by Yael Ran
אימי, סלחי לי
אִמָּא, סִלְחִי לִי
כְּשֶׁאַתְּ כְּבָר נְשָׁמָה
וְאוּלַי אַתְּ נֶפֶשׁ בְּחַיָּה חֲדָשָׁה
אֲנִי רוֹצָה לָרֶדֶת עַל בִּרְכַּי
וְלוֹמַר לָךְ
אֶת שֶׁלֹּא אָמַרְתִּי מֵעוֹלָם
הָאַשְׁמָה שֶׁהִטַּלְתְּ עָלַי
כְּשֶׁאָחִי נֶהֱרַג,
שֶׁהֵבֵאתִי הַבַּיְתָה
אֶת הַשְּׁכוֹל
מֵאַהֲבַת נְעוּרִים
לְאָח שֶׁל חַיָּל
שֶׁנֶּהֱרַג בַּמִּלְחָמָה
כְּבָר חָלְפָה וְאֵינֶנָּה.
אֲנִי סוֹלַחַת לָךְ
אֲנִי סוֹלַחַת לָךְ כְּבָר שָׁנִים
וְאַתְּ חַיָּה בְּתוֹכִי
נוֹשֶׁמֶת מִמֶּנִּי אֶת חַיַּיִךְ
הַגֵּנִים שֶׁלָּךְ שׁוֹקְעִים בְּתוֹכִי
אֲנִי נוֹשֵׂאת אֶת כְּאֵבַיִךְ
אֶת הָעוֹלָם שֶׁאֵלָיו נִבְרָאֵינוּ
וְאַתְּ אִמִּי,
סִלְחִי לִי
הַחַיִּים הֵם אֹסֶף שֶׁל שְׁבָרִים.
עַכְשָׁו אֲנִי יוֹדַעַת
שֶׁאָנוּ רַק סַךְ הַפְּרֵדוֹת שֶׁלָּנוּ.

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