<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html charset=us-ascii"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div class="">Olam </div><div class=""><i class=""><br class=""></i></div><div class=""><i class="">Olam </i>is another word <br class=""></div><div class="">for the elusive Godot.</div><div class="">What will never come </div><div class="">is also the one place <br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">that never goes, </div><div class="">where Lurianic sparks</div><div class="">are everywhere scattered<br class=""></div><div class="">and waiting is wonderful</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">when always there is task,</div><div class="">the tikkun of taking tea <br class=""></div><div class="">or telling tales. Being together </div><div class="">is the ordinary telos<br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">worth our transience -</div><div class="">for the Lord is not our friend</div><div class="">as the Talmud warns,<br class=""></div><div class="">but you have been to me, </div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">and I sometimes </div><div class="">imperfectly to you, <br class=""></div><div class="">in this realm of </div><div class="">sometimes passing.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>- Zach Horvitz</div></body></html>