How does one fulfill it, allowing the faithful brides, these praiseworthy women,  few among the many, a relationship to the entirety of His station?

Torah is light influencing Israel to see, the instruction, that we may learn to do. The capacity to define, the form of the fruit, making clear the parameters of our existence and revealing order buried in the randomness.

See us, Your holy loves, rich in anticipation and loyalty.

From a unique perch humanity peers out, swaddled in the blanket of His consideration and nothing more. The high heat of the insatiable bor, pit, wherein you will find no water!  Yet we, the invisible, borne on wings of great eagles, our vulnerability drawn out from a great sea of sorrows (Mitzrayim), we are brought forth into life, into the shelter (sukkah) of His portion, so that He may be our G-d.

You were chosen, permitted, and ran from your bounty afraid of this redemption.

That lost love and our pining, stark, until the origin is nearly questioned, and soon, when our hunger has almost captured us, returned, these mouths full of laughter.