Chukas

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Chukas

Mystery of Mysteries

a thought proposed audaciously:

That soul had left, all that remained

a klipa lying coldly

A soul it touched, yearns to return

as well, back to the holy

Take now one para adumah

for sacred physicality

Include some hyssop branches

reminiscent of humility

Next take fragrant cedarwood

prideful, noble, lofty

Add scarlet silk from crimson worms

to elevate the lowly

Reduce it all to smoking ash

blend with waters live and holy

This elixir proves a cleansing balm

soothing, scented, rosy

Sprinkle now the one who chanced

to touch a soul-less body

A dew that moistens earthly husks

neshama now sighs softly

The one who sprinkled tainted now

awaits renewal humbly.