Dedicated to Rabbi Yael Levy
Who are we to think we have ownership?
Who are we to think we are above the laws of consequence?
Who are we to expect a city, a land, to be ours
When we have not yet earned it?
We stood at the foot of the shaking mountain,
And were told, through our prophet,
That we are merely sojourners:
That the Source, itself,
Is both Owner and Provider.
Our lives are held within the boundaries of HaMakom,
And our living moulded by the laws of the Holder.
Three times a day we remind ourselves to evolve;
That all will be redeemed
When our judges remember
Who they are called upon to be –Â
That it is Hesed v’Rahamim,
Tzedakah v’Mishpat,
That lays waste our enemies’ plans.
Our elders and the righteous
Are sustained, and supported
After the great shofar has gathered us in
When Your Presence permeates every street;
Your immediacy, woven throughout every intention;
Our salvation, assured by Your deliverance,
When we return to face You,
Surrendering our stepsÂ
As we follow Your way home.
Hazak! Hazak! Venishazeik!
