B"H

Oct. 25th, 26th of Tishrei

You light my path
I won't trip
Fall into traps
Or fall for tricks

Four rivers flow from Eden
Let the tree of knowledge spread
So all the world can see
There are more important things

Then status, money, power
Popularity or fame
We have only so many hours
Put love in everything

And even making shoes
Can have the greatest of affect
If it's not just profession
But progress and service

From sevens onto eights
Beyond the nature of the week
The weak can be strong
With effort and belief

Created in the image
With ability to create
Even if I don't exist
I can still do great

Don't make the mistake though
That our creations are the same
We create something from something
So unlike The Name

For when our creations finished
Its existence continues
Even if we stop our work
It stays

But every moment, every second
Every instant, we are made
Something from nothing
Or we would simply fade

Others think The Name's not involved
Leaves us to our own devices
But if you look for it, you will find
Divine Providence preciseness

And see this as an opportunity
You won't see it as a crisis

I can see in the dark
My path is not so scary
And emerging from the brush
We are coming
To a clearing