An angel appeared and spoke to me
about the souls of those I'd had to leave
behind in order to follow my path. "It is not
that you do not love, my child, it is that they
will only choose to truly love you if you are
a certain way. This way that they want you
to be would destroy who you truly are.
Although they perceive you as the unloving
one, they are the ones incapable of loving
you." Seeing my soul being strangled and
held down to the Earth by vines, their hands
became roots beneath the Earth, carrying me
below ground.
But as I began to sing angelic praise,
their shoots began to wither and my soul
began soaring upwards towards a heavenly
gate, a choir of angels singing with me. As
the angel prepared to leave, she said,
"You've always loved them, you still do, it's
just time for you to go."
"He Who makes peace in His Heights, may
He make peace upon us.. ."
The Siddur, The Mourner's Kaddish, Page 369,
Paragraph 4, (Judaism)
Five undercover police officers were
infiltrating the mob. A female double-agent
had been ordered to murder them, and it