Type: Poem

“Wrapping myself in the words, / dancing letters curving around me…”

“For whom did the shofar call? The shofar called for me.”

“Before us—everything; / After us—everything.”

“Our humanity craves life and eternity…”

“The suffering is vast: / We wonder, what can be done?”

“Haven’t we all struggled / with words that keep hope alive…”

“They’ll find simkha / coiled like a spring, / waiting to burst / into something beautiful…” 

“Even the angels must bend down, melt the snow in their hands / to smell its sweet fragrance.”