ט״ו שבט ה׳תשפ״ו | February 1, 2026
Seeing Beyond What the Eyes Can See
From the Anash.org Inbox: A poem by a Lubavitcher girl reflects the inner struggle between the Nefesh Elokis and the Nefesh HaBehamis, seeing people beyond appearances and behavior, recognizing the soul within every person, and learning to look at others with the soul.
By a Lubavitcher girl
This poem reflects the ongoing inner struggle between the Nefesh Elokis and the Nefesh HaBehamis. It explores the effort to see people beyond their outward appearance or behavior, choosing instead to view them through the lens of the soul within every person.
It speaks to shifting from physical sight to deeper vision – learning to look at others not only with human eyes, but with the soul.
*
A pure soul stuck between two worlds, Balancing the lone, quiet chaos that lives within me.
A constant pull of opposing forces, strong power from both sides.
A heart torn between choices,
A soul blinded not by darkness,
But by sight.
The sight of the world before me
Faults etched into faces and personalities.
A sight that collides with the inner world I carry, Creating a silent war between what is
and what could be.
Yet a gem sparkles within the darkness,
Casting light beyond what the eye can measure.
This divine soul cannot be taken,
Cannot be dimmed Because it is me.
My Neshama.
Still, I stand between distant opposites.
The wish of the challenge to disappear is real,
And my being feels tested.
But Hashem gave us life and energy,
and life itself is a proof of mission.
We are here to bridge opposites,
To bind heaven and earth,
To unite fractured worlds into one.
To see with human eyes,
Yet perceive with a vision of G-dliness.
To look at another
and draw out their hidden essence,
To turn the physical into a vessel
that awakens souls and ignites light.
Even while living in darkness,
The mission remains.
To live.
To elevate.
To bring life where it feels absent,
To lift what has fallen,
To ignite light within ourselves,
Within others,
And within this world.
This is really beautiful
.
You write about being ‘blinded not by darkness, but by sight’ – could you say more about that moment when seeing too clearly becomes its own kind of blindness? I’m curious whether that hyper-awareness of the world’s faults makes the bridge between ‘what is and what could be’ harder or easier to build
There’s no denying that for a Lubavitch girl life is about struggle. Whereas for a Boro Park girl life is content – 13th Avenue has Kosher Pizza, Jewish music is endless entertainment, there’s no unhealthy longing for elokus, no fragmented inner soul, no constant search for meaning.
But in Lubavitch there’s a thirst. A meaningful poem.
WOWWW
No words! This is a beautiful poem. You can just see the depth. I especially love the last paragraph.