A feeling of joy descends slowly
Finding its resting place within me
The images of the past now an inspiration
Listening to the memories
fills me with tendernes
I have survived, I am here, I am alive
Connected always to my past with love and saudade
For those who went before, so
I open my heart like a shrine
Unblemished by bitterness or hate
Filled with love for them
Centuries of tender care could not deny
Born into a perfect harmony
As humane and mature, I now face the future
With the wholeness of spirit that is victorius
We once more can share
The essence and purity of life as
Jews from Sepharad.
Found in internet, author unknown.
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