_In honor of 28 Nissan_
The little boy watches
All afternoon
As his small butterfly struggles
To break free from her cocoon
The hours pass by
But the progress is slow
Despite all of her efforts
She creates just a small hole
Her body seems too large
She is already too tired
She soon becomes still
No longer inspired
Overwhelmed with compassion
The boy feels the urge
To rescue his butterfly
To help her emerge
To just take his scissors
To snip away at her shell
To remove her confinement
He only means well
But he holds himself back
For he knows what will be
If He will be the one
Who will attempt to set her free
Her wings would just crumble
She would never live to fly
She would remain small and weak
And soon she would die
The most he could do
Is to whisper and pray
That she would never give up
Until she finds her way
That her frustration would feed her
The motivation she would need
To gather all her strength
Until she’d succeed
That her discomfort with confinement
That her desperation for air
That her desire for light
Would be too much to bear
For her yearning is the fuel
That will strengthen her wings
That will bring on that moment
When all her beauty will be seen
***
Overwhelmed with compassion
Moshiach yearns to set us free
But he knows that he can’t
That it must come from you and me
That the most He could do
Is to hope and to trust
That we will care enough
To do what we must
That we will never feel complacent
That we will never give up trying
That we will stubbornly persist
Until we reach Yerushalayim
That our sincere cries of Ad Mosai
Will pierce through the golus wall
And we’ll proudly spread our wings
As we soar forever more
Revealing our full beauty
Delighting in our new freedom
In the expansiveness and light
Of the majestic World to Come
For this time our Redemption
Will be complete and true
Because we won’t be rescued from Above
But transformed through and through
The power is within us
To pass this final test
We are guaranteed success
But we must do the rest!
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