RIFKAH GOLDBERG

LETTER TO GOD Among the age-worn stones The many crumpled, crumbling notes A bright blue envelope -- "To God" Never thought before Of such a direct way Of sending messages to God What might be written there Inside that blue envelope Bearing a private address label? God, why all the suffering Why all the evil? Could bear it better if I understood God, how to survive In this trouble- and pain-torn world? Would make out better if I had directions God, what to do With all the blinding beauty? Could do my bit better if I was aware of my role God, how to pray In my gaping incompleteness? Would perform better if I could fathom Your depths God, send me answers Accept my envelope Fill my soul with creativity, purpose and love 1996