The Point of Passover

The point of Passover is the Spring
The pure sheer gorgeous outrageousness of it all
Hope amid despair,
The destination that our hearts demand and somehow find,
The sun, at last.

For we were slaves in the Land of Egypt
And we went free.

Let Passover be,
Especially this year,
One great booming voice of promise,
The human project rediscovered, come alive, for each of us
In our own way,

Though shut up in our homes,
We meet remotely,
With the miracle of spring to let us know
That every winter ends,
Ours among them.


6 responses to “The Point of Passover

  1. Wenig, Margaret

    חג שמח!
    Dear Larry and Gayle,
    I wish you a zissen Pesach.
    Yes, Spring! Amen!

    Sent from my iPhone

  2. Thank you for this! Chag sameach.

  3. chag same’ach indeed.

  4. Beautiful and so fitting now. Thank you!

  5. Thank you!Blessings, Dale.                     Sent from my Verizon, Samsung Galaxy smartphone

  6. Rosanne SElfon

    I love your poem’s glowing optimism. Wishes for a Meissen Pesach!

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