Death eyes.

Who is this Death, it is no concern for me. Just a habitual sadness for humanity, But the death of a loved one, my grandmother, sobering, my trance broken. How can it be, life ending so suddenly? I stomp the floor a strike at the wall. Why did this tremor have to be? My world was fine just momentarily.

When will I return?

You call, I answer, you speak I listen, a bond unparalleled. I ask, Ya Rabbi. what is a servant without his Master?