______________________________________ Into the gate of dawn, there’s river that flows. The river flows, sings the sparrow: “Bury your ego, kid, and look through the window.” Out of the end of shadow, there’s lighthouse that glows. Glows, while you set off, like the flaming snow. “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
Israel and The Holocaust Trauma Author(s) : Robert S. Wistrich Source: Jewish History, Vol. 11, No. 2 (Fall, 1997), Pp. 13-20 Published By: Springer Accessed: 11-11-2019 21:11 UTC