May the rain come and wash the old grudges,

the bitter hatreds held and nurtured over generations.

May the rain come and wash the memory of the pain, of negligence.

And then the sun will appear and fill the sky with rainbows.

May the warmth of the sun heal us wherever there is a rift.

May the fog disappear so we can see each other clearly,

so that we can see beyond the labels,

beyond accents, gender or skin color.

May the warmth and brightness of the sun dilute our selfishness

So that we can share the joys and feel the pain of our neighbors.

And may the sun be so strong as to make us see all people as our brothers.

May the earth, nourished by rain, cause sprouts flowers to remind us of the beauty.

And may the mountains teach our hearts as reaching up to the sky.


Written by Rabbi Harold Kushner.

With profound gratitude to Rabbi Kushner,


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