בס״ד
V'Zos HaBracha/Simchas Torah
East of the Jordan,
On a mountain in Gad,
Rest the footsteps of Moshe,
The last that he trod.
Not pillar, nor gravestone,
Has there been detected,
No stone, no matzevah,
Was ever erected.
Like Aaron his brother,
And Miriam, in death,
No tomb could suffice,
Once he drew his last breath.
No, he etched his own marker,
As was bound from his birth,
Upon tablets of stone,
Which he drew from the earth.
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