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Kibutz Ein Hashofet
At the end of the tunnel there is a light
And at the end of the light there is a bird.
And at the end of the bird there is a beak
And at the end of the beak there is a branch.
At the end of the branch there is a leaf and the tip
of the leaf, there is a light.
And that light is a diamond.
A unique diamond. It does not have
surface, nor volume, it is impossible
It has no weight.
This diamond at the end of the light,
The bird, the beak, the branch,
The leaf -
All these are the New Year.
If any of us could
Choose a diamond and polish it
With his deeds,
Our lives - a diamond light – will be
One big prayer.
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