By Sharon Marcus
Everything on land
Exists in the sea,
Two realms: One revealed,
One a mystery;
Connected, but different
Universes in play,
They joined forces at Yam Suf
One fateful day.
The Hebrews were freed,
Thought the danger was clear,
But looking back, saw a vision
That gripped them with fear:
Pharaoh’s massive army,
Armed to the hilt,
War chariots and horsemen
Charging at full tilt.
Egypt’s sar flying
At the side of its king,
Egypt was destroyed
But revenge was coming.
Between the devil and the
Deep blue sea,
Pilishta in the mountains
Watched bloodthirstily.
But they had One Friend
Who had matters in Hand,
This showdown would be
Pharaoh’s last stand.
When it seemed to all
That their fate was sealed,
The seas congealed,
Twelve corridors revealed.
All the world’s waters
Split then and there,
The revealed and hidden worlds
Laid bare;
Seas of heaven
And those of the human soul
Split to reveal
Their inimitable whole.
All of Hashem’s children
Saw prophecy,
The workings of the cosmos
In symmetry.
The curtain was lifted
By HaKadosh Baruch Hu,
The workings of His Glory
Came into view,
Glimpsed the timeline of creation,
History’s sequence of events,
The suffering, the majesty
It all made sense;
Supernatural cognition
Realized there and then,
We’d never be the same again;
We were like dreamers,
Pure and unflawed,
In wonderland
We walked with G-d.
Pursuers like Pharaoh
Still exist today,
The Promised Land
And its people, their prey.
Just a sliver, Israel can barely
Be seen on a map;
World consensus denies
Israel even that.
Your fate awaits, rodefs,
May it come soon,
Your own hardened hearts
Will lead to your doom.
We will be as dreamers
A second time,
We will once again
Glimpse the divine;
As in dreams, times of pain
Will seem like seconds
That have passed,
G-d’s children again
Truly free, at last.
By Sharon Marcus
