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I have always loved the dawn,
The time before the end of night.
The hour of renewal begun,
The turning of earth toward warmth and light.
As the opaque, blackness of sky is ruptured
By the rays of the sun,
I am awed by this enveloping power.
The darkness, pursued , like a race to be won,
Amused by the fated flaw in the run.
This swift illumined runner grasps the dark baton.
The morning comes in spite of my desire
To linger
In the gray sparks of a predawn fire,
Before the last stars are gone,
Before the last cricket churps a sleepy song,
I doze,
As the first birds are awakened
Announcing the majesty
of Dawn.
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Miriam on the First of Av
Tears for you tonight
Your name is Bitterness,
Yet, your sweet song is jubilant!
Tears for you tonight
For your song is joyous
At the wonders that brought
Freedom
At the sight of our God
Face to face.
Yet, songs to be no longer uttered
In the same way,
Ever again,
Bring my tears.
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A Conversation on Shabbat Nachamu
We are your people,
You are our G-d.
We are your children,
You are our Father.
WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN
WHERE HAVE MY PEOPLE GONE?
SCATTERED AMONGST THE NATIONS
SPEAKING MANY LANGUAGES
EATING STRANGE FOOD
BECOMING STRANGERS?
At our Shabbat table, we are reunited.
We are Bridegroom and Bride.
At our Shabbat table,
The narot shed light like the First Light,
And reflect in the eyes of our children
Like the First Eyes.
At our Shabbat table
The wine is sweet and the challot
Like the First Bread.
At our Shabbat table
We are found.
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