After 33 centuries,
all that’s needed has been done.

The table is set,
the feast of Moshiach is being served
with the Ancient Wine,
the Leviathan and the Wild Ox
—and we are sitting at it.

All that’s left
is for us
to open our eyes.

Sefer HaSichot 5752, p. 165.

(Adapter’s Note: I write these words, but I do not understand.
But then, if I understood them, I suppose I would not need to be told to open my eyes.
)