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My Shofar

My Shofar

Monday, 29 September, 2014 - 9:38 am

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 map for shofar.jpgIf my Shofar could see...

 

It would squint as the morning sun poured into a top floor of a Lisbon Hotel, watching three Jewish businessmen beaming as their Rosh Hashana morning began with the Shofar's call.

 

If my Shofar could hear...

 

It would notice the reverberating echo of its sound, bouncing off the tall ceiling of the Lisbon Synagaogue, where the prayers of thousands -- for more than a hundred years -- still echo on.

 

If my Shofar could smell...

 

It would notice the scent of Lisbon's parks as it traveled across the city meeting people who made the effort to begin their year together with it.

 

If my Shofar could taste...

 

Its Holiday meal would have been interrupted by the steady stream of people, taking time from their day to be in its presence.

 

If my Shofar could touch...

 

It would feel the burning Jewish soul, aflame with pride, listening to its soft notes on the street of busy Rua Castilho, in a Doctor's office on Antonio Augusto de Aguiar, or in a wood-paneled office on Duque de Loule.

 

Alas, my Shofar can only speak, and speak it did, asking G-d on our behalf to grant us a sweet new year...

 

A year of health and success, so we can fulfill all that we told ourselves we would, as we listened to its cry this Rosh Hashana.

Comments on: My Shofar
9/29/2014

A Jew in Michigan wrote...

Fantastic!