No One Can Know Where A Poem Comes From
NO ONE CAN KNOW WHERE A POEM COMES FROM
(After reading an essay by Rabbi Jonathan Sacks)
No one can know where a poem comes from
But like all we do in some deep and true way
Behind us there is a hint of God’s help
And this help is what sustains us
And makes us know
We are not forever alone
But always with us
The guardian angel
The single voice
The Great and Good
Loving God.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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