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By Mindy Sager DicklerModiin, Israel16 October, 2023 What is that sound I hear? Thunder? But it’s not quite the same. This sound lingers on and on. It’s slowly getting louder and louder. So disturbing to me.
Anonymous, age 18Modiin, IsraelFrom the funeral of Staff Sgt. Lavi Lipshitz, age 20, at Mt. Herzl A wave surfs the waters, foaming with gleeBut on the shore crash, all the ones before he“Doomed we all are!”
Who would bewail an empty beachWhose sweeps of sand that lie far and vastBecome a salty desertAs they swallow waves of uncertaintyThat gently lap against the shore Who would bewail a quiet nightWith just sea for
We cried all the tears we thought we had The well of sadness run dry When 21 more angels dug new wells And the tears they kept on flowing
Genesis 49:6 5784 | ויחי מט:ו תשפ”ד Don’t let the hatred consume you Don’t let the wrath cloud your judgment Don’t let revenge seal your fate Don’t give in to the hate Don’t bring my soul
We have descended. If history follows a pattern, we’re in Exile. And 7 October was the Destruction. Destruction of our faith in. And our hope for. Of our passivity. Our freedom to be extreme. The mirage
Today is somehow both the last day of Sukkot and the first night of Chanuka It is both October 7th and December 7th Terror doesn’t have a calendar Nights are spent tossing and turning Worried for
Everywhere you go, everything you do. Let your world be a little dimmer, let their memory be that much brighter. Until they are all home.
He smiled and said goodbye For what would be the last time I wish that I had known I would have held him for a while She turned and walked away With a laugh and a