Psalm 10 (part 2) ל Lonely. Will You too, Love, by-stand and walk away? Now, when wide eyes narrow with fear and anger, grief, you go [and leave me to be] hounded by a pride in my depravity? Seeing solitude as deprivation, who thinks that way? כ Come on. No wonder the nefesh-self’s songs exacerbate an appetite for fills that are fleeting. The kneeling supplicant feels rejection, kindnesses distorted by distance. It’s all, going, like that. כל. לך.[1] מ