In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
When Hashem decided to take Avraham Daniel, we lost a pure neshamah
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
“He was like a diamond. He was gold”
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
We are a nation in mourning, a nation united by what we’ve lost
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
The sun can shine while the sky weeps and we as Yidden can do the same
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
The losses are staggering — so many names, so many faces, so many shattered families and futures
In the Arms of Rabi Shimon
He had an urge to utilize every minute, as if he were aware that his journey in This World would be a short one
