POEM: ‘Shabbat’
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this morning
i am
at rest
hidden
beneath
a prayer
shawl
draped
over my
head
i am
chanting
your
name
the un
pronounceable
one
something
indistinct
whispering
through
my lips
ruach
the breath
you
gave me