The Handiwork of Man
Through the fire they pass, Into the portal of pain. It was taught that we worshipped idols no more, Yet it all seems the…
Ari writes for Vision Magazine.
Through the fire they pass, Into the portal of pain. It was taught that we worshipped idols no more, Yet it all seems the…
Is it your right to be free? Surely, freedom comes from HaShem. Is it okay to be afraid? Fear is to HaShem alone. The…
Home is where the heart is, I think they say. Yet where the soul rests, Seems to me more likely. What am I –…
The blind man wanders the streets with no route to follow. He thinks out loud, what a wonderful site! The blind man has only…
I see the sky radiating, crisp to the eyeThe birds circling about, the children passing by.I hear the chants of days of yore, the…
If our time for freedom came, would you listen? If our dream of 3000 years realized, would you care? If our future looked different,…