The angel Michael bore the cloud, So midrash has, And moved to the back of the crowd, Darkening, burning the Egyptian path as the Chariots—the Sherman Tanks of the day— Plunged on, between towering liquid walls.
Parasha Reflection – BeShalach
Parasha Reflection – BeShalach
Parasha Reflection – BeShalach
The angel Michael bore the cloud, So midrash has, And moved to the back of the crowd, Darkening, burning the Egyptian path as the Chariots—the Sherman Tanks of the day— Plunged on, between towering liquid walls.