"Tant qu'un homme ne s'intéresse qu'à soi, [...], il s'intéresse à bien peu de chose."

Hippolyte Taine

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            L'histoire se situe en Pologne, une femme juive, à une époque où les Femmes n'avaient pas le droit de s'instruire, d'étudier la Torah. Une époque, somme toute, pas si lointaine...

Ce que cette histoire conte en quelques mots, que j'emprunte à une autre :

"C'est l'histoire d'une femme exceptionnelle, qui se battra même contre sa propre religion, pour élever sa Foi."

Lara Fabian

WHERE IS IT WRITTEN ?

[PRAYER]

God, our merciful Father,

I'm wrapped in a robe of light,

Clothed in your glory

That spreads its wings over my Soul.

May I be worthy.

Amen.

There's not a morning I begin without

A thousand questions running

Through my mind,

That I don't try to find the reason

And the logic in the world that God designed.

The reason why

A bird was given wings,

If not to fly

And praise the sky

With ev'ry song it sings.

What's right or wrong,

Where I belong

Within the scheme of things.

And why have eyes that see and arms that reach

Unless you're meant to know there's something more ?

If not to hunger for the meaning of it all,

Then tell me what a soul is for ?

Why have the wings unless you're meant to fly ?

And tell me please, why have a mind

If not to question why ?

And tell me where–

Where is it written what it is I'm meant to be,

That I can't dare

To have the chance to pick the fruit of ev'ry tree,

Or have my share

Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility ?

Just tell me where, tell me where ?

If I were only meant to tend the nest,

Then why does my imagination sail

Across the mountains and the seas,

Beyond the make-believe of any fairy tale ?

Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine ?

And what a waste

To have a taste

Of things that can't be mine ?

And tell me where–

Where is it written what it is I'm meant to be,

That I can't dare–

To find the meanings in the mornings that I see,

Or have my share–

Of ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility ?

Just tell me where–

Where is it written ?

Tell me where–

Or if it's written anywhere ?

A PIECE OF SKY

[VERSE]

Tell me where

Where is it written

What it is I'm meant to be ?

That I can't dare...

It all began the day I found

That from my window

I could only see

A piece of sky.

I stepped outside and looked around,

I never dreamed it was so wide

Or even half as high.

The time had come

(Papa, can you hear me ?)

To try my wings

(Papa, are you near me ?)

And even though it seemed at any moment I could fall,

I felt the most

(Papa, can you see me ?)

Amazing things,

(Can you understand me ?)

The things you can't imagine if

You've never flown at all.

Though it's safer to stay on the ground,

Sometimes where danger lies

There the sweetest of pleasures are found.

No matter where I go - there'll be mem'ries that tug at my sleeve

But there will also be more to question yet more to believe.

(Oh, tell me where -

Where is the someone who will turn to look at me

And want to share

My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility ?)

The more I live - the more I learn.

The more I learn - the more I realize

The less I know.

Each step I take -

(Papa, I've a voice now !)

Each page I turn -

(Papa, I've a choice now !)

Each mile I travel only means

The more I have to go.

What's wrong with wanting more ?

If you can fly - then soar !

With all there is - why settle for

Just a piece of sky ?

Papa, I can hear you...

Papa, I can see you...

Papa, I can feel you...

Papa, watch me fly !

The End

…and a new beginning.