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Literature and Poetry/
Rosh Hashana

Yair Raviv


Hamahanot haolim educator movement

At dusk, twilight

The last rays illuminate the wheel of time

Which does not slow down or stop.

And they stop.

The sun stops in its course, stared at once more

And we exchange glances, between us, between one man to another

And within us we hold the sadness of the moment, and a fleeting smile,

And together we transcend beyond time,

For a split second of eternity.

Of hope,

Of prayer.

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