Brothers and Sisters,
You can close your eyes and be silent and still and think of the city of gold, feel the warmth on you head, arms, eyelids and imagine what she felt like in ancient days (the city of Jerusalem) and what the people knew and how they lived. How uniquely satisfying it was for everyone. They sang and danced and were loving a lover.
The Holy Temple was alive. Do you remember? I know you remember, can remember.
Well, this is what will happen. One day, an Arab will sing in Jerusalem. People will gather. Then a Jew. They’ll stand and sing together. More people will gather and an angel will join in the song. The pattern then repeats again and again, Arab, Jew, Angel until the entire city is alive singing on streets and rooftops until the dawn. I’ll tell you what will happen next. The war foundations of the faithless empires will quake and their walls of dishonesty fall, speedily, before our song is completed.
This day will come once we talk together, pray together, and sing together. That is all we need to do. Any other outlook for world peace between us is not gong to happen.
In Fervent Prayer,
Daniel
Post Script: e.e, cummings was an artist who remembered the Beit Hamikdash. The poet’s door opened, he saw a sliver of the splendid life, and he walked in and wrote the 151st Psalm
10 Thousand Souls 