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Seven is completion.

Chanukah lights where

Eight sends us beyond

This world,

Casting illuminated gaze

Toward the vision

Contained within

The silence of


I do not always know

When I should be quiet.

And the loudest I am

Is when I am angry,

Or, sometimes, when I pray,

Or, yes, here, too:

In the deepest vulnerability of all;

A poem.

Jacob teaches,