A feeling of joy descends
slowly
Finding its resting place
within me
The images of the past now
an inspiration
Listening to the memories
fills me with tenderness
I have survived, I am here, I am alive
Connected always to my past
with love and saudade
For those who went before, so
I open my heart like a shrine
Unblemished by bitterness
or hate
Filled with love for them
Centuries of tender care
could not deny
Born into a perfect harmony
As humane and mature, I now
face the future
With the wholeness
of spirit that is victorius
We once more can share
The essence and purity
of life as
Jews from Sepharad.
by:
Rufina
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