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Literature and Poetry/
Rosh Hashana

Eli Netzer


Give us quiet holidays

Like a baby's smile,

Give us little cries

In the lap of the beloved woman.


Give us songs from the heart

Spoken in a silent whisper.


Give us arms as roots

To embrace the hard and wounding.


Give us nights of hope

Facing a large, silent land.


Make our home

House for melodies.


Do not add to our stump

Any more ring of griefs.

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