Stop to behold the lightness we bring to the world through our blessed and capable hands
But what if her jeer was her coping?
Words smash against the rocks of tradition
For once, do not lead me.
We just had to learn to find our lights
We choose to contend with the wilderness and resist.
A poem for Parashat Lekh Lekha
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