This is very interesting Ryfkah. The poem is dream- like a mixing up of
words and images." I dream before I sleep" what powerful words these are. Bw
sally J
>From: Ryfkah * <[log in to unmask]>
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>Subject: New: One Sixtieth of Death
>Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 20:02:18 EST
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>4tete 224/One Sixtieth of Death
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>Before a person goes to sleep, he sees the souls of all his dead relatives.
>One also sees the souls of all who share his soul-root. It is taught that
>when
>one dies, one sees all these souls. Sleep is one-sixtieth of death.
>–Rebbe
>Nachman of Breslov
>
>cole snow
>cold slaw
>where am I
>who am I
>
>amazing dead
>grateful grace
>ancestors arise
>in fretful flash
>
>how now purple
>cow the one I never
>hoped to see
>
>lazy track
>fast river
>I dream before
>
>I sleep
>
>Ryfkah 1/12/06
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