Dawn at the Wall

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Seasons of the Moon Poetry


DAWN AT THE WALL

He was standing behind our Wall,
Watching through the windows,
Peeking through the lattices.

Have you ever stood at the dawnsbreak
In front of the Holy Place?
When, at that very moment, the Sun peeks
Over the lattice of the horizon,
And a cacophony of voices whisper in silence
"Ga-al...(Yisrael)"

The Redeemer of Israel stands
behind the Wall of the World,
Peeking through the cracks
filled with moss and lichen,
The birds wheel overhead,
Speaking the language of redemption.

He has not moved from this Wall
for two thousand years.
He will never leave here
He will never leave us.


    SOURCES:
  • Song of Songs
  • Midrash Rabba

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This poem originally appeared in SEASONS OF THE MOON for Nissan 5757.
Written by Rabbi Yaakov Asher Sinclair.
General Editor: Rabbi Moshe Newman.
HTML Design: Michael B. Treblow

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