B"H
Oct. 27th, 28th of Tishrei
There was a day in which
Cause, both good and bad
Perpetuated
The effect it had
And once it was done
Every chain reaction
Reflected where it came from
Set in stone
That day is no longer
As we can return
And change will happen outward
From change within
Skylight
Brought the highlight
Amongst the future raging storm
Though during construction
One could ask what's being done
And the answer could make them
Switch, and be saved
And wish to behave
In the ways of the greats
Now again
One can ask any question
And doors will swing
Let us lift
What is permitted
Let us gift
What we were gifted
Let us sift
Through the waters
And find the precious
Spread the message
Of repentance
And intention
That can replace
What has already happened
Break the chains
Snap all the shackles
It's never too late
But if not now, when?
Flowing
From the lakes
To the tops of mountains
The domain where we live
Is straight from The Name
The heavens, constellations
Dimensions and all the planes
Are but a reflection and ray
That doesn't affect
Or alter
The King of kings
And yet
From the biggest to the smallest
Of things
The simplicity and complexity
Are ingrained
And seem impossible
For the design is divine
And all of it
Sings
Oct. 27th, 28th of Tishrei
There was a day in which
Cause, both good and bad
Perpetuated
The effect it had
And once it was done
Every chain reaction
Reflected where it came from
Set in stone
That day is no longer
As we can return
And change will happen outward
From change within
Skylight
Brought the highlight
Amongst the future raging storm
Though during construction
One could ask what's being done
And the answer could make them
Switch, and be saved
And wish to behave
In the ways of the greats
Now again
One can ask any question
And doors will swing
Let us lift
What is permitted
Let us gift
What we were gifted
Let us sift
Through the waters
And find the precious
Spread the message
Of repentance
And intention
That can replace
What has already happened
Break the chains
Snap all the shackles
It's never too late
But if not now, when?
Flowing
From the lakes
To the tops of mountains
The domain where we live
Is straight from The Name
The heavens, constellations
Dimensions and all the planes
Are but a reflection and ray
That doesn't affect
Or alter
The King of kings
And yet
From the biggest to the smallest
Of things
The simplicity and complexity
Are ingrained
And seem impossible
For the design is divine
And all of it
Sings
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