(c) Rabbi Menachem Creditor
It's real. It's real.
All I can think to say...
Words escape me,
and my heart begins to shake.
That sound,
that primal scream of broken-ness,
I fall into it, broken myself,
shivering in awe at its call.
I shake
into one,
into three,
into nine,
into one...
One.
