The Torah And Her Dance Of Seven Veils

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 The Torah is likened unto a women with seven veils. Who slowly and slowly bit by bit pulls forth her veils. One by one she drops. She dances she hops. Captivated in her that watch. Seeing more and more as she dance. Her feet not stopping to even glance. Before you know it all is seen. Her skin maid bear. Her garments most clean. When the last of the veils she dropped. A new face emerged one you know not. Behold in glory you shout. Yet the Torah she looks to thee in pouts. Naked and bear I now stand. Wherefore oh man if thou can. Take my hand and know me as you please. For I have much to give for all those who ceast to look not upon the veils but on me yea for veils are not me. For indeed I am hungry as are thee. 

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