Awake. Aware. Grateful. Here.
In the morning light
I wrap, I read, I return.
Between breath and page
I meet the day—
Not to control,
but to be present.
This is enough.
This is the way.
Modeh ani
al ha-neshima, al ha-chayim,
al hayom ha-chadash.
Bein olam la-ma’aseh,
ani kan.
Pashut lihyot.
Ve-zeh maspik.
— Jishin 自心 ⭕