<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html charset=us-ascii"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div class="">Tashlich in Prospect Park</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""> <span style="font-size: 14px;" class=""><i class=""> For my older brother</i></span></div><div class=""><span style="font-size: 14px;" class=""><i class=""> Rabbi Joseph Gelberman </i></span> </div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">I drove home from work</div><div class="">through the wooded road and</div><div class="">stopped by the southwest part</div><div class="">of the lake. A few Hasidic</div><div class="">families were throwing bread,</div><div class="">doing their service. Sitting</div><div class="">by a tree, children and dogs</div><div class="">and other people moved by.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">The sky was losing its daylight,</div><div class="">and was filled with clouds</div><div class="">in patterned colors</div><div class="">from the setting sun. Trees</div><div class="">across the shore hung</div><div class="">in solemn grace, resting</div><div class="">in the calm cool of almost autumn.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">And then the sounds</div><div class="">of their flapping wings</div><div class="">announced a flock of geese</div><div class="">in their splendid dignity; they lit</div><div class=""> among the ducks on the still clear water.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Marvin Blaustein</div><div class=""><br class=""></div></body></html>