To enter the ark,
alone and in silence,
to acquiesce
to the shouts for compassion,
while raising the eyes
toward the tzohar,*
the light that has
never before been seen,
in the month of Cheshvan,
as chesed and curiosity
bathes us in
its illuminating mikvah.
We are living
as if in an experiment:
What are the essential elements
ensuring that we
will not
be washed
away?
*Tzohar refers to a window in Noah’s Ark that it’s suggested let in a special light.
