Sukkoth Song To Danielle
It must be a miracle
the merit of ten thousand million souls in prayer
hidden manna their only bread, God’s breath their only air
The once cruel human tongue now comforts the endless stars
Jerusalem's tears now heal her dear child's mortal scars
It must be a miracle
the merit of ten thousand million souls in prayer
hidden manna their only bread, God’s breath their only air
Death has grown old and has passed away
The conflict of ages has turned into child’s play
It must be a miracle
the merit of ten thousand million souls in prayer
hidden manna their only bread, God’s breath their only air
The murdered forgive their murderers
Aborted souls guide home all lost and lonely wanderers
It must be a miracle
the merit of ten thousand million souls in prayer
hidden manna their only bread, God’s breath their only air
Shards of a shattered, splintered heart rejoined and beating once again
All species of the earth now the family they have never been
It must be a miracle
The blind world sees God’s soft and loving eye
The deaf world hears His intimate voice quietly answering why
The lame world
lets go of its crutches of a mechanical life
unclenches its gnarled fists of strife
and walks with the Shepherd of angels
waving the four water species
with the joy that ever increases
in the dance of the angel of wheels
It must be a miracle
the merit of ten thousand million souls in prayer
hidden manna their only bread, God's breath their only air