I hold the treasures, the precious and rare,But I’m not a chest, nor am I bare.I’m woven with threads, rich and bright,A tapestry formed in sacred light. I rest in the center, but not for display,My purpose is hidden, yet guiding the way.I fold and I shelter, I cover and shield,The sacred presence, my fabric reveals. What am I? Answer: Parochet (the curtain) that separates the Kodesh Hakodashim (Holy of Holies) in the Mishkan.