The Wheel of Change

The Torah revolves around one simple but powerful precept - to not treat others in a way you wouldn’t want to be treated. The following poem offers insight as to why.

The Wheel of Change

I saw you at the check-out line, Your cart seemed empty compared to mine. You came in after me, but was quickly done, Not many groceries needed when shopping for one.

I saw you walking alone from shul, You smiled wistfully at my little girl. I rushed past you, as usual in a hurry, Afraid my guests would arrive early.

I heard you davening on Rosh Hashanah, Your voice trembled softly As you prayed with deep kavanah. I meant to approach and wish you a good year, But distracted by friends, I didn’t come near.

We never got to speak – you and I, I never made the effort, and you were too shy. I saw you often, I knew you were there, But I was too self-absorbed to truly care.

The days turned into seasons, The seasons into years. Bringing moments of great happiness, And others full of tears.

Life is like a wheel, What is up can go down, Mazel can smile upon you, And just as easily frown.

I no longer have a husband, I’m on my own. My children are far away. I’m all alone.

You too, had big changes, To the status quo of your life. You’re no longer single, You’re a mother and wife.

And as I walk alone from shul, To a solitary meal. I finally understand, How you used to feel.

Please don’t follow my bad example, Don’t take a cue from me. To look at those around you, But not bother to see.

I was smug and self-centered, Arrogance led to my apathy, The shoe is now on the other foot. Please be moichel me!