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The New Year

As the door to the holy ark opens The great shofar is sounded Our supplications rise heavenward like smoke As the ancient rituals are performed We feel the birth of a new beginning On these days of awe we are as one with the angels Through the synagogue window a light beam shines through and dances on the walls of our temple Chanting the names of G-D the congregation rises to its feet Humbled by this day we ask for mercy We wish to be inscribed in the book of life for peace, prosperity and health in the coming year We have learned from the teachings of the Fathers that repentance, prayer and charity can change our fate As the great poet said"life is " the potshered that breaks, the grass that wilts, the dream that flies away" Yes, our days are brief but touched by celestial magic we can taste inner freedom and know spiritual ecstacy during these Days of Awe and feel divine love in the verydepths of our being L'Shanah Tovah

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Date: 9/30/2011 6:22:00 PM
Enjoyed the yearning apparant in this Matthew, lifes facets turn so quickley its hard to focus sometimes, i hope that this may be a time of expanded intuition, and that Gods "true Love" will be yours
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