נַֽחֲמ֥וּ נַֽחֲמ֖וּ עַמִּ֑י יֹאמַ֖ר אֱלֹֽהֵיכֶֽם
“‘Console, console My people,’ says your God.”
{Isaiah/Yeshayahu 40:1}


A bundle of happy memories
Deep strong bonds of family
Burn forever as a warm glow
In the heart of your mind’s eye

A spark of neshama was passed on to you
And it’s illuminating the dark
That grasps as a hand and cloaks as a robe
But the spark is your torch to burn it asunder

Your loved one speaks to you still
In a whispering voice that pulses with care
Reaching from a higher and deeper place
“Be at peace, my child, for all is well.

“It may not be clear on the day of heartbreak,
And it may be masked in the darkest moments,
But remember, my love, that Hashem is here too.”

Their unique inspiration, their individual teachings
Are their eternal legacy
Their smiles that shone, and their radiant souls
Are what with you forever remain
Keep in your heart, my friend, it should be very soon
That you embrace them again