Poetry

A Beautiful Thing

The boy, about nine, in the
balcony of Temple Sinai, his hands
cupped like a V, his chin and
cheeks placed squarely in the
middle as he intently watches
the arc being opened where the
Torah is kept

Next to him his sister, about six,
points at the Torah and says, Look.
Children enjoying, absorbing the
history into which they will grow

Zvi A. Sesling

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