Gaze across the Island. Prepare the mourning dirge and drum. Keep reaching your rope of quenching thirst to the parched masses. Longing for their loved ones who crumbled in fire in front their eyes. "The remembrance of the fathers is drawn after you like water..." On Hoshana Raba, the great day of redemption, we overcome fire with water.
We pray yizkor on and Shimini Atzeres, then we can begin to mention rain.
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