I created a perfect world,
I created you, perfectly imperfect,
And turned my eyes to you,
Praying you'd preserve it.
Yet here I sit,
Master of the Universe,
Powerless to make you change your ways,
Unwilling to break the ancient parable.
With my head in my hands, I cry,
Hoping, praying, pleading,
For a new light to shine.
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"The Garden of Earthly Delights" by Hieronymus Bosch. Public domain.
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ה׳ לַמַּבּוּל יָשָׁב (תהילים כט:י)
God sat at the flood (Psalms 29:10).
The ancient parable is a term used to describe the Torah. According to tradition, God "looked into the Torah and created the world. "