ObservationIn a forest naked, afraid, for a home, a pact was made, 613 laws: 1 for each heart.
On klifat etz, we etched each creed:
Vow, Truth, Sacred Seed, Sin, Sorrow, Personal need.
We shaped a glade, wove in care,
But open sky left us bare.
From ilan, we cut 3 holes: 2 for sight, 1 for soul.
Rules concealed, masked in lies, A cipher formed where memory dies.
The glade sank deep, the swamp rose,
Yet on we danced in tangled prose.
Revels drowned the past in cheer,
new life made -
Unmasked, Unchained from fear!0.1639%
