Sapphires (The Sparks Of Immortality) Poem by Liza Sud

Sapphires are the sparks of immortality
gods used to pour on us like waterfall,
I take a shower in new reality
standing behind the great power of your Wall.

Eyes of a lamb that goes to the slaughter,
Stars plunge you in ecstatic sleepy mood,
You follow your Father like faithful daughter
in humbleness in calmness of the Truth.

Sparkles warm you like the sphere of a circus.
What do you really know as a child?
the only thing - the Dome for sure is formed by
and held erect by powerful Someone,

As Laitman talked about an empty city
he often saw while sleeping as a child -
And straight light of sapphires full of pity,
and unity with all, clear and sublime.