ONE DAYTo My Sister, The BLessed One of MissouriBy Shlomoh August 19, 2009 |
We will know each other very well. One day We will be face to face. One day We will give one another Embraces without end, And kisses which will speak without words. But our mouths will understand them As will our hearts. One day We will be so close that The NESHAMAH of one Will blend with that of the other In a holy, loving osmosis So that The final joy and bliss of love Will be expressed - And consumated. One day We will call each other The sweetest names That our language can express. We will sigh and weep Because of the nearness Of each other. And all the bitterness And disppointments Of the past Will become As a forgotten dream. One day, Sweetest BERACHAH - But not today, Not now. That day is in the hands of Heaven.
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