Seder Night - A Poem from Seeds and Sparks

Yes my children -

I hear your questions

I too hear footsteps in the distance.

Listen!

To the story of life

As it unfolds.

Once we were slaves,

Cried out in despair and God heard:

With an outstretched hand

Nature took another course,

Water turned to blood

And later seas turned on end

As we followed God faithfully

Into the desert of our own rebirth.

And now we have this holiday

To celebrate and remember,

To engrave once again

On our open hearts

That it was us who came out

And stood on the mountain and promised

To give over to the children

Of the future

The wonders of the past.

The collective unconscious

Running through our blood.

Look!

Upon the door post -

A reminder and a sign

To protect and pass over to generations

As yet born,

A promise delivered

But not yet fulfilled,

While between the lines

Of history and precedent

The story of our people

Defies logic

Battles conquerors

Lives on miracles and faith,

In new beginnings

Tragic endings

Sanctification and sacrifice on the alter

Of human destiny

To be free!

A light unto the nations

In a world of darkness

Where groping armies

Are still pursuing us -

Their wheels sinking in the sea.

But we light candles

And make it to the other side,

Where shining in the distance

Is the prophet of the future.

Elijah come drink!

Blow the shofar!

Herald a new beginning!

Redeem the first born!

And the last to be born

Before that fateful day

Will cry out from the weight

Of human bondage

And the misery of our self imposed doom.

But here at our Seder

The light of hope is shining bright

The bush is still burning

And is not consumed.