There is nothing like death
To bring a clarity to vision.
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We have been gifted several blessings,
Wrapped ‘round in the RNA of Covid;
Life evermore preciousÂ
In the embrace of this
Two-year-long Yom KippurThe holiest day of the Jewish year and the culmination of a season of self-reflection. Jews fast, abstain from other worldly pleasures, and gather in prayers that last throughout the day. Following Ne'ilah, the final prayers, during which Jews envision the Gates of Repentance closing, the shofar is sounded in one long blast to conclude the holy day. It is customary to begin building one's sukkah as soon as the day ends..
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How great this opportunity to heal;
Healing of self;
Healing of loved ones;
Healing of 14 generationsÂ
Seven before me,
Seven yet to come.
Healing of the very fabric of the Cosmos itself!
Or so
I have been told.
Or so
I pray it to be.
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With every word uttered
A potential,
An opening,
A portal,
A newness in Creation.
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For these months,
I have been gifted the luxury
Of extended vision;Â
Through deeper immersion,
Of silence,
And of words.
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I have been changed.
