Today, 05:16 AM
A tale of the mother speaking to Hashem’s son back from the desert,
hairy and full of smiles, stone hewn hands, unplanned
child almost forgotten, he commands
and people follow, like words falling in place,
fish in water, the wine sellers and fish sellers and oil pressers
crying out from their stands
in the dusty morning,
whom she hears and doesn’t understand
hairy and full of smiles, stone hewn hands, unplanned
child almost forgotten, he commands
and people follow, like words falling in place,
fish in water, the wine sellers and fish sellers and oil pressers
crying out from their stands
in the dusty morning,
whom she hears and doesn’t understand