I put my hand over my mouth.
I tremble in silence
for the absence; for the ash
for the scalding, burning,
grief of remembrance
I put my hand over my mouth.
* * *
"The list is an absolute good. The list is life. All around its margins lies the gulf."
I watched it again today: Schindler's List. It's very possibly the most powerful movie -- the most powerful story -- I've ever encountered.
And it's true.
I'm overwhelmed by the weight again. The horror. Who am I to say this is wrong, or this is right? Who am I to say anything at all?
The furnaces. The ghetto. The children. And a man crying for one more life. Just one more.
May God forgive me for my arrogance.
"He who saves a single life, saves the world entire."
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