After The Days Of Cold Rain

After the days of cold rain
When the sun suddenly glistens every tree and bush
It seems as if the world outside
Mirrors the soul
And has a beauty and a light- inescapable

How I love to be alive now
In these wondrous Jerusalem moments
In my old age
Before the time of my praise
Has vanished
Like yesterday's wind and rain

by Shalom Freedman

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the beauty of the first stanza shines salom salom Jerusalem, may the blessings of peace and prosperity, soon fill your streets for eternity