My Sukkot Shirat Halev: Song of the Heart

The wind blows a little colder,The leaves begin to change color,We can sense the onset of Fall in our bonesAutumn will come with her cloudy skiesHer winding down timeHer hot cups of teaHer time to releaseIn the Sukkah we can feel her cool breath Flowing through our doorless entrywayAnd the openings in our thatched ceilingWhere an …

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