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