And after all...

In a world where G-d is silent,
we must speak.
In a world without miracles,
we must work hard...
so hard.

In a world without answers,
we have to be humble
and confess that we do not know.
We wander blind.

We are wounded and bleeding.
Torn apart and flung all over the world.
We are the remnants of a people,
crawling back to one other.

Take my hand.