A thousand words fighting in my chest, my ribs to crack
I ignore them, I pretend they’re whispers … just stay on track!
I don’t need to form sentences to explain what I lack,
Just put one foot in front the other and don’t look back!
Rethinking every thought, every theory, every careful conclusion
You’d think I’d be more torn that they unravel like the cheapest illusion.
I broke my heart to get them, but take them Adonai if they are my delusion.
How can I see The Way if even my clarity is confusion?
Grasping Your tzitzit (tassels) trembling and shameless,
It’s not my right, but I’m Yours even if to them I’m nameless.
They don’t know You’ve hurt and bled to make me blameless.
Just breathe with me HaShem and I’ll be fearless.
Take those many words and put them into song,
Dream me anew into a better daughter, wiser and strong.
Take me back to Eretz (Israel) where I belong,
But not my will, I’ll follow Yours… I’ll come along…
Bat Melech בת מלך