From the cooing sound of a contented baby
To the calm breathing of an aged grandmother
I watch and ponder from a distance
Alone sitting by the ocean of life
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Eyes, the window to good or bad,
Eyes, you are the entrance to the human soul.
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She is 'chayil'l meaning virtuous
She is a diamond that has started as coal but turned into a jewel
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My coat of many colors,
like that of Joseph was
tattered and smeared
with goat's blood
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Standing at the shore
the cool wind in my hair, my skin
and I remember one spring
you were here always
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The same at all time
As in the form of the father
And the spirit
Pillar of fire he is
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My heart sing your name
My eyes see you alone
My arms want to touch
My soul beckon for your image
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whether he fails alone
whether he fights lone
whether he swims alone
And sails alone
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