No, you will never be the same
A Â poem about lovers and the Tower of Babel
It would have been easier to refuse the day, to make excuses, to run far away from the reality and far away from here.Â
Remember to keep going up.Â
All I can do is stand here planted at the shores of the sea.
No is the one who left the buildingÂ
A presence that bursts forth from the emptiness
I saw the ocean unfolding. But really it was Torah
Envision a shofar made of pure light
Praise that comes after pain
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