Shabbat Shalom World

Shabbos is approaching like nothing else can approach - not like a shooting star, or an awesome person, nor like lightning. Shabbos is approaching, not on tiptoes and not on wings but floating above the ground and below the sky. She meets us on the bridge where we live on the weekend and one day will live on forever.

Shabbat Shalom world
the uncontrollable wind
whispers, she whispers