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CHOLOMOT SHABAT

I dreamed :

"With the ink of its showers and rains,
with the quill of its illuminating lightning,
and the hand of its clouds,
autumn wrote a letter upon the garden,
in purple and blue.
No artist could conceive of such things.
And this is why the earth,
grown jealous of the sky,
embroidered stars in the folds of the flowerbeds."

 Rabbi Solomon ben Judah Ibn Gabirol of Cordova (c.1021-1058)