5.6.09

Four somethings

Shabbat is…
…as old as the shift from day to night, the desire for rest after hard work.
…newer than today’s dawn, and fresher than this morning’s dew.
…borrowed time from the world to come, a dip into eternity.
…that shade of dark, poignant blue that comes to the sky after sunset, before pure night. The color so thick with tones and subtleties that it almost hurts to watch it change into black.

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