Nishmat, 2010
Watercolor, 24"h x 18"w
At dawn I seek You,
Refuge,        Rock sublime;
My morning prayers I offer,
and those at evening time.
I tremble in Your awesome   
Presence, contrite,
For my deepest secrets lie  
stripped before Your sight.

My tongue, what can it say?
My heart, what can it do?
What is my strength,
what is my spirit too?
But should music be sweet
to You in mortal key,
Your praises will I sing
so long as breath's in me.
                                                      
Morning Service, Siddur Sim Shalom