Rosh Hashana Opens to the Page
Music:
Fugue in F Minor
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced by
J.
Marques.
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Rosh Hashanah opens to the page On which is writ, for good or ill, our fate. Still wrestling with angels, we engage, Harrowing our hearts, our destined state. However, "we" encompasses us all, As though we were but droplets in a wave Suspended on its journey to the shore, Hard put to any single droplet save. And so we pray not only for ourselves, Nor only for our family, friends, or tribe: All must be our congregation, else, Having thus lost hope, we won't survive. |
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