Once upon a time lives

A sensitive soul

With an open heart

Engaging, loving, seeking love

But on the other side

A broken heart

Unfeeling, closed, angry

Jealousy arose

“Should you be loving, open, happy; while I, closed, miserable, burning up?!”

Visions of the good soul’s evil occurred to the cold soul

Sharpening words like arrows to pierce the warm heart with cold death

At every opportunity, the jealous arrows were shot

Until the open heart had no choice, but to protect itself

So it built a strong wall, through which no more arrows could hurt it

A wall that, as it lets no arrows of hate; it nonetheless, simultaneously let’s not cupid’s loving feelings out

But soon the Moshiach will come

With love unconditional, with power unimaginable, he will tear down the walls surrounding hearts

And once again, all will love!