“Way up above the towers The dove spreads her wings, gliding afar, her eyes longing.

High above, like the tongues of bells At daybreak she coos, and at nightfall is silent, her wings are light.

Onward, onward, above the water she hovers, still waiting. Way up above the Hills of Gilboa, above the clouds, the road is long.”

Like the dove in this gentle song, the dove in last week’s parsha, we look for a more peaceful, hopeful tomorrow.

Song by Matti Caspi (b. 1949) and Shimrit Or (b. 1945)
Arrangement by Jason Weisinger commissioned by PAS Music Center
Music Director: David Enlow
Audio-Video: Terrell Simms