Unetaneh Tokef Julie Brandon
Will it be me Will it be you As we listen for the still , soft voice One that utters dire pronouncements that may come true Or possibly not Trembling in fear wondering , waiting Has the time come will the gates close , leaving us outside shut out the final separation from the Divine or perhaps we ’ ll squeeze through safe for another year the sound of the shofar echoing in our hearts reminds us of the impermanence of life and the importance of living our lives as though the gates remain open
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