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December 12, 2013

Some say stop and smell the flowers for spring’s reverence

Some say recall a child’s play for summer’s innocence

But I say, fall, fall in love like the leaves with the ground

Winter’s frozen blanket lift, God’s garden under it found

For every season comes to end.  Even reason falls to fashion. But my love knows no reason, no season, just passion…

As icebergs in deep oceans, I await my Shabbat's Bride

Come Bride, Boi Kallah, our Yerushalaim’s dressed in white

Though my tears you ignore, I still silently aspire

To lay in your healing arms, string me like David’s lyre

For every season comes to end Even reason falls to fashion But my love knows no reason No season, just passion…

Today my fluttering hope flies higher

Let Your Spark ignite my soul on fire

Let the dark ship of regrets sail away

Let the caged bird inside my chest pray

For every season comes to end Even reason falls to fashion But my love knows no reason No season, just passion…

A tug of war play family, faith, finances

I still remain bound to you, I take my chances

Struggles abound inside, pulled in each direction

I’m drowning, failing perfection, seeking your affection

For every season comes to end Even reason falls to fashion But my love knows no reason No season, just passion…

Your Light is infinite, droplets whirl in all large and small

Abundance at our feet, we pass by, careless to all

Why trap that which was meant to be free

The rose dead once picked, we need our roots, our Tree

For every season comes to end Even reason falls to fashion But my love knows no reason No season, just passion…

 

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