How could anyone ever tell you you were anything less than beautiful?
How could anyone ever tell you you were less than whole?
How could anyone fail to notice that our loving is a miracle?
How deeply you're connected to my soul.
(by Libby Roderick)
(by Rabbi Sharon Cohen Anisfeld)
So take care of your soul, my friend
She is far more precious than gold
Her light is like the rising sun
Her light is like seven mornings in one
Like the light of seven suns
Odeh la’el, odeh la’el levav khoker
b’ron yakhad kokhavim
b’ron yakhad kokhavei boker
So return to your soul, my friend
She is part of heaven’s throne
May you reflect her sparkling stone
A light that shines in you alone
A light that shines from you alone
So awaken your soul, my friend
For you stand on holy ground
At night your dreams may travel far
But the day begins from where you are
The new day begins from where you are
So refresh your soul, my friend
She’s a garden, yours to tend
When you are weary bless the night
And when you rise may you bless the light
Rise and bless the morning light