Vayeshev: "And he settled"
In slumber there are no silent thoughts
They rise with the evening moon as colorful as the patchwork coat gifted by his father
Joseph's inner eye opensÂ to the dreams here G-d has placed
Wheat rising in shafts so high
Stars that fill the evening sky
And what of these moonlight conversations?
Jealous brothers and flowing bile of hatred?
All for a mind that flowed as an inner river to G-d
Freedom treacherously implores slavery
Cups upon the head
Are the answers his cell mates seek
Keys to turn locks of hidden chests
And whether freedom or death
Joseph unraveled well knitted dreams
First pulled and then tugged
Soon resting in a pile of colorful confusion
He is the teller of fortunes
His reality trapped behind prison bars
Dreaming of his own approaching freedom
Rabbi Tad Campbell
(Rabbi Tad Campbell is a published writer and poet who holds an MA from the University of Oxford, England, the MTS from Duke, and his rabbinical ordination from the Rabbinical Seminary. He is a board certified chaplain and pastoral counselor and currently serves with Suncoast Hospice in Clearwater, Florida.)