Destruction of Your Temple - A Poem

Last night Michael L. shared about his Tish'a B'Av reflection, sitting in Synagogue, reading about the destruction of the Temple in Jerusalem, comparing it to the self-destruction of the addict. I came home to an email with a poem from Tamar E. - Tisha B’Av in Recovery:

I have polluted Your temple
Where my soul resides,
With food and drink,
With pills and passion;

I have filled my mouth with words
Of hate and jealousy,
And my heart with feelings
Of fear and despair.

I have denied my illness,
And given into craving;
I am helpless,
Without Your power and Your love.

Rebuild my walls of hope,
Restore my resolution,
Lead me, step by step,
Into Your Holy Place,

That I may enter into recovery
Filled with Your presence,
Hour by hour,
One day at a time.