Literature and Poetry/
Sabbath

Abraham Chalfi

The Seven

Come Shabbat of peace

on the eve of a red moon

arise from the prayer of Alkabetz

towards us,

Come Shabbat of peace

to us, to us

Come

The bride of

Shabbat

on the eve of such a moon;

not such a fatherly one

Not such a 'must not' one

nor such a 'you dare not' one.

When we hear the echo

of a single voice

about

this:

The small piece of land of man

domestic

and very much ours

This is

ours, ours

very much.

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