Dawn at the Wall
DAWN AT THE 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
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.
- Song of Songs
- Midrash Rabba
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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