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IH, Unit 8

Small Gifts

It’s another Friday, breathing the air
The light and the shade are playing “catch” again.
The table is set, childhood photos on the wall

White convoys are coming back from the synagogue.
And this smell that scratches my heart
Sneaking, sneaking and opening doors

To small happiness, to the same old song
That move along with us for generations

Small gifts
Someone sent me small gifts
Shards of intention, circles of faith

Small gifts
Someone sent me small gifts
Like the strength to accept what there isn’t, what there is

What else can one ask for

It’s another Friday, balcony and a newspaper

The sun, like the worries, slowly disappears
Simple tunes are creeping in through the window
And no storm will hide the quiet here

Small gifts…

(from Shabbat’s Jewish prayer:)
Ki Banu Baharta (because you chose us)
Ve’Otanu Kidashta (and dedicated us/ made us holly)

Baruch Ata Adonai (god you are blessed)
Mekadesh Ha’Shabbat (creator of the holy Shabbat)
And this smell that scratches my heart

Sneaking, sneaking and opening doors
To small happiness, to the same old song
That move along with us for generations… Small gifts…

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