TERUMAH

With the beginnings of the Law defined,
The voice began to shape, in words of flame,
A space where the covenant would be enshrined,
The voice itself, the presence be contained.
The pattern of the ark, the winged kruvim,
The veil that hangs between the place of dread
And where the golden lampstand’s sevenfold beam
Shines on the table that displays the bread,
The curtains of the tent, its leathern roof,
Its golden catches and acacia boards,
The sacrificial altar in the court,
The clear oil for the lamp: the whole as proof
That G-d was with them in their wanderings:
All to be made of free-will offerings.