The Tree and Yom Kippur
They gazed at the Forbidden Tree and were silent. The oppressive quiet that hovered a round the two people betrayed their inner nervousness. Their hearts fiercely beat against the walls of their chest. Inside, they yearned for the light of knowledge. They hungered to know! Excitement and anxiety mounted as they continued to look at the Tree as their ultimate liberation. The Garden was perfect but, they assumed, there had to be something even greater than this. Why else would the Master have placed it in sight? In the center of the Garden? Why would He even have thought to create it? There was an unspoken agreement that neither one would touch it because of the Master’s decree. Still, they wanted and watched. The desire grew. Glancing sideways, they wondered who would be the fi...