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ix A Scholar’s Creation Susan Garber (Inspired by memories of French vanilla coffee and my husband’s pipe) Autumn’s light casts a warm glow upon the bookcases. He leans back into the big chair at his study desk. Comfortable and secure, he puffs upon his pipe. The scent of cherry-blend tobacco permeates the air. One hour pleasantly passes as he begins his work. He hopes it will be good. He contemplates the volume opened before him And his mind interacts with its printed pages. He jots down words on a notepad, Slowly, purposefully as the second hour goes by. A new creation has begun. His thoughts separate from those of the volume And he saw this was good. His effort begins to bear fruit in the third hour As words become sentences, paragraphs, and then pages. It is good. Day has now become night, The setting sun replaced by the moon and the stars. Enthusiastically he continues his endeavor With all his energy, his soul and might. The fourth hour, amazingly good. His ideas have multiplied greatly; The writing pad almost full. He is tiring now But his dog, sitting at his feet, nudges him awake. And during the fifth hour, He is reminded all is good. In the sixth hour, From what was once emptiness, Has come a notepad full. Contained within it is his mind’s work And it is very good. His wife steps into the room, Bringing warm coffee to her beloved sage. “Six hours you have worked, my husband, And now, the seventh, you must rest.” And he knows his life is good. 17 Kislev 5767 December 8, 2006 x SUSAN GARBER ...

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