a poem: the oneness of G-d, the oneness of we

It isn’t the oneness of G-d I treasure
It’s the oneness of we
There can be no oneness of we
Yes there can

When I see hundreds, nay thousands, of Jews
Marching on behalf of Israel , Blacks, civil rights
I am at one with them
They are as one with all

It matters not whether I enter
A shul, a temple, a yeshiva
A synagogue or a congregation
By any other name
Inside the doors oneness is felt
Seeps through my pores

I have failed to learn all the words to Hatikvah
Yet when hearing it sung in a crowd
I tremble with pride
I am at one with the others

Perhaps it’s the feeling of oneness
That accounts for the strength of these people
Displayed thousands of ways
Over four thousand years

It pervades my soul
Is my road back to the Baal Shem Tov
My gate to understanding the Maccabees
My portal to Treblinka
A peephole letting me fly with the IDF
And an admission ticket
To a Passover seder, anywhere, any time

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from the October 2010 Edition of the Jewish Magazine

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