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Crossing Yam Suf
hinayni
here I am
breathless-on this side of Yam Suf
(at last!)
from my own Mitzrayim
(that narrow place)
I longed to be here
but the sea seemed so vast
deep
uncrossable
I waited
dreamed
cursing my fear--mitzrayim!
only today--I looked out
across Yam Suf
its waters swept apart
G-d's voice in my heart:
Go! Now!
Cross now--or stay
Your choice.
I have opened a way for you
but I will not carry you across.
Go now! Now is the time.
I raced out of mitzrayim
raced across the sea-bed
not looking back
running to reach you
That is why I sit here now
breathless
having just fled mitzrayim
my feet still damp
from the waters
Hinayni! I am here!
(finally.)