One Love (Tzfat)

This city’s electric rustic bustling
The minds of many opening as one
A child’s flute sings the song of the wind
Like a bird’s melodic attack of companionship

As the children’s haptic bentching
The minds of the individual, together have won
All the problems of the world, in this moment, have dimmed
The light, the wind, the shadows, even the stilled whip

From here and now, back to Adam
The one, the all, everything; HaOlam

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One Love (Tzfat)

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