This poem was apparently posted on the bulletin board of Ahavat Zion Synagogue [Messianic] in California in the late 1970s.
I live absurdly
Jew that I am
Camus would marvel at me.
Beckett should write me
in a play
Shabbat mashiach.
Tefillin, my prayers;
Kashruth and mikveh.
Fasting appointed days.
And even beyond these,
trancendant, unexplained,
my love for a land
and an ancient walled city,
my lean hungry eyes
have never seen.
I am a servant of the ages.
Part of a people with a dream
A Jew living absurdly
in love with his God.
[Cited in: Rausch, Messianic Judaism, 107-108]
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