Take Me in under Your Wing

Chaim Nahman Bialik

1906

Take me in under your wing
and be unto me mother and sister
and let your breast be my head’s rest,
home of my lonely prayers.
At the hour of mercy, at sunset,
list and I’ll reveal my sorrow’s root:
they say there is youth in the world,
where is my youth?
And one more secret I’ll confess:
my soul in a flame shrove;
they say there is love in the…
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