In The Spirit of Zion

When my spirit was broken
When no one would care
Food, shelter, clothing
Uncertain
Love was nowhere
For miles and miles around
Only the sounds
and noise of the city
All walked by
the true Invisible Man
But you stopped
you reached out
your hand
And offered me a cup of water
Your eyes were warm
like a mother
or a caring sister
I heard you say
in the sweetest voice
like a melody
Rise, quam


Shalam,
Zarach