In solidarity and compassion
	the hearts of Squirrel Hill turn to Colleyville 
	knowing all too well the stain of terror in sacred space
	 
	Throughout the ages, there have been many who have risen up 
	with these same evil intentions
	but never once 
	were our people beaten back 
	retreating into dark corners
	making ourselves small
	We have had and will continue to have
	the audacity to remain alive
	 
	This past Shabbat we sang the song of the sea
	The one that carried our people
	across the shores from slavery to freedom
	We did not know then what dangers could occur
	in the crevice of land amidst the waves
	nor what lay on the other side
	but we had already traversed the barren desert
	and knew narrow space before
	so, we had the imagination to envision
	that new worlds were possible 
	 
	On this Tu Bi’shevat
	as the almond blossoms are just beginning  to flower
	in the ancient cities of our ancestors 
	we open our hearts to a community that most of us 
	had only just learned the name of
	this past Shabbat
	 
	We continue with them to bloom and flourish
	even in the harshest of conditions
	and in places where nothing grows
	For millennia
	our roots have pushed their way up through the cracks
	time and time again
	 
	Dreaming is in our bones
	 
	From Pittsburgh to Poway to Berlin to Colleyville
	and all of the places and times in between 
	2018 and now
	we are links in a chain that no one wanted to connect
	of unimaginable lived experience 
	and generational trauma 
	 
	Where once we had grand illusions of safety
	we have come to discover that we are inextricably woven into our collective history
	come to repeat itself in unwelcome ways
	We have the reluctant opportunity to remind ourselves
	that survival is our destiny
	 
	We sing a new Mi Hamokha in your names today
	for you have crossed the sea and come to the other side
	bearing the scars of your journey 
	 
	Today, we plant new trees
	that will grow in spite of all we have witnessed 
	Our children will be the flowers we produce
	and they will have the gift of eternal song
in wide open fields of freedom
				in wide open fields of freedom
 
				 
															 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								 
								