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It is a mistake to consider man and woman two separate beings. They are no more than two halves of a single form, two converse hemispheres that fit tightly together to make a perfect whole. They are heaven and earth encapsulated in flesh and blood. It is only that on its way to enter this world, this sphere was shattered apart. What was once the infinity of a perfect globe became two finite surfaces. What was once a duet of sublime harmony became two bizarre solos of unfinished motions, of unresolved discord. So much so, that each one hears in itself only half a melody, and so too it hears in the other. Each sees the other and says, “That is broken.” Feigning wholeness, the two halves wander aimlessly in space alone. Until each fragment allows itself to surrender, to admit that it too is broken. Only then can it search for the warmth it is missing. For the depth of its own self that was ripped away. For the harmony that will make sense of its song. And in perfect union, two finite beings find in one another infinite beauty. Rabbi Tzvi Freeman

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It

is

a

mistake

to

consider

man

and

woman

two

separate

beings



They

are

no

more

than

two

halves

of

a

single

form



two

converse

hemispheres

that

fit

tightly

together

to

make

a

perfect

whole



They

are

heaven

and

earth

encapsulated

in

flesh

and

blood

It

is

only

that

on

its

way

to

enter

this

world



this

sphere

was

shattered

apart



What

was

once

the

infinity

of

a

perfect

globe

became

two

finite

surfaces



What

was

once

a

duet

of

sublime

harmony

became

two

bizarre

solos

of

unfinished

motions



of

unresolved

discord



So

much

so



that

each

one

hears

in

itself

only

half

a

melody



and

so

too

it

hears

in

the

other



Each

sees

the

other

and

says



“That

is

broken



Feigning

wholeness



the

two

halves

wander

aimlessly

in

space

alone



Until

each

fragment

allows

itself

to

surrender



to

admit

that

it

too

is

broken



Only

then

can

it

search

for

the

warmth

it

is

missing



For

the

depth

of

its

own

self

that

was

ripped

away



For

the

harmony

that

will

make

sense

of

its

song



And

in

perfect

union



two

finite

beings

find

in

one

another

infinite

beauty



Rabbi

Tzvi

Freeman



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