I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino

SERMON ON THE MOUND

He lay there, a figurine
glistening in gold

Arms stretched wide—
suffering

Nestled on a chain
in-between two mounds,

Listening
to her heartbeat

Warmed
by her breath

So close to the source of milk
on tanned bosoms

His rose—

I can understand
his anguish

Surrounded by such
tenderness

Resting on so much
beauty

— Abraham Menashe
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