What I recall most
about the moment
you became a rabbi
The diamond ring

The sunlight
that entered the synagogue
to pray
instead married
the gem upon your finger

their brilliance
flashed messages
about the sanctuary
which were these

I was a woman only
Now I am woman
a rabbi
a changer
a wife
and soon to be a mother
You seemed not to notice
the statements you made
Robed in black
your eyes fixed
upon your mentor
your slender fingers
gripping the sleeves
of his robe
He rested his hands
upon your shoulders
speaking words meant
for your ears alone
only the Torahs
in the open ark
to witness the secrets he shared