Tonight we break the middle matzah
of our present world.
We try to still this sweet
and fragile moment together,
but know
we must snap in half
the unleavened bread and hide it,
scattering crumbs.
We pray that our children
will find and return it,
making the moment whole.
Each must search
for wise ways to live
among fragments.
Each must learn
from the Exodus story –
tyrant, slaves, the wandering
migrants, spokesman, a God
of wrath and promises,
of rules and lovingkindness.
Each of us must emerge
from this year, this story
and bring to the table
our pieces
to share what’s luminous
among us.
