Who is an important Star
In a cosmos which goes on and on?
Everyone, a particle of dusty gases
Swirling, a dance tightly woven
By weavers, whose insight is delight.
A pinpoint of light,
Our voice, a scant scintillation,
His Chosen music,
The Planets Suite,
Crystal glass singing upon
The precipice of crystal glass ringing–
Stand
Alone, thirty-six as one,
A fragile field of gravity
Holding up the One’s Word,
Stretched far…
Holding close
Said to be The Tzaddikim,
Said to be The Chosen’s pillars
Bearing on their shoulders
The prayers for the
Chosen One.