Sabbath poem

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There coos

the bride in splendor

the fire ceased

The day sealed

Come

exited like a white cloud you are

the candle, illuminates my bit

that wonders here with thee

far from turmoil places

the wine in my arteries served

the dreaming bread is singing

Shalom

Sabbath

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