In loving memory of my dear cousin, Uri Nissan Gurary OB"M, who passed away when he was just 20 years old. Uri was a true gem, who always greeted everyone with a cheerful smile. Uri loved his family and he loved to learn. May the Torah learning through these poems and toys be an elevation for his precious soul. May we merit the coming of Moshiach when we will be reunited with Uri.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Pekudai
To donate for the Tabernacle, the Jews were driven,
For every detail, the command was given,
But why does it all have to be repeated?
Why couldn't the Torah just say that it was all completed?
Sometimes we have a great idea in mind,
But to actually do it, is hard we find,
We get distracted by "pizza pies and ice creams,"
And we don't always actualize our dreams.
We need to take the ideal,
And turn it into something real,
This is why it is necessary to repeat,
Every detail when it was complete.
Terumah and Tetzaveh, are the building plans,
In Vayakhel and Pekudai, we have to do it with our hands,
First we need to have the divine vision,
Then we create the physical version.
On this earth, we have one mission,
To bring Hashem's will into fruition,
The angels and souls are counting on me and you,
Because this is something only we can do.
Dear Uri, your sudden passing broke every heart,
To actually bring Moshiach, we will do our part,
From your example we will learn,
To be reunited with you, we yearn.
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This poem was inspired by
ReplyDelete"The Bottom Line"
by Rabbi Lazer Gurkow
from Chabad.org