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| unfurling through some interface, blowing signs and wonders twisting marks through time with truth, life and knowing extracting into being roots of roots from that which came before, yet still integral and ever bound to the nameless nothing most fully something, a timeless ever coming time emerging eternally, an absurdity, a paradox, an untaught law in my ear, sounding you, you who answers me indivisible, immutable, essential, broken broken hearts entwining grains of history and though the earth be singularly split and the seas stand up, collapsing heaven my heart waits in peace, anchoring all in time until you, the only one even as you appear, you who answers me |
| On Foot In The Streets Of Tel Aviv (C) Photographer John Rabkin |
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| multiplied are signs and wonders ... Shemot 7:3 you who answers me ... Iyov 23:13 |
| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |
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