this is for the fighters, the doers, the truth-seekers,
whose message bellows from the mountain tops or whisper into your soul —
don’t give up.
dare to dream.
i am here for you.
this is for that young woman, praying to meet her soulmate looking for faith
and that young man, praying to keep his marriage alive looking for faith.
who can hear their cry as they battle
to that woman I met yesterday, sweat on her brow, smile on her lips, dragging bags of presents and a heart full of love to the child of just six years old, already old, battling cancer —
a maccabee, himself.
this is for the little boy struggling in school — he can’t sit still, his hands don’t settle, he tries to please everyone around him, but it’s never enough.
this is for the single mother, tired broken begging in her heart for a little quiet and help.
this is for the mailman and the cashier lady, the people in uniform and the night-shift workers, the garbage truck driver and the delivery guy who cradles your sushi in the cold while you look for your change.
to the nurse and the doctor the on-call hatzalah member who look you in the eye to heal.
the rebbes, the teachers, and school administrators, the underpaid caregivers who love our children.
to those yeshiva boys in black and white sticking their heads out of tanks, a-blazing through a technicolor Times Square, “excuse me are you Jewish?” their battle cry.
this is for the unprotected children, that little boy crying in his bed, wondering when it will end and that little girl fighting to still trust the world
and this is for the ones who crusade to protect them, our children, valiant, relentless, unstoppable.
to the music makers, the song singers, the writers, the artists, creators who reveal their souls in pain in joy to connect.
to our fellow brothers and sisters in the Holy Land, living with purpose and passion, listen here: the world doubts you, wants to crush you, but you hold strong, fierce day in, day out on the edge for truth.
this is for the
activists and advocates, appointed angels and heroes slaying
to them, your fight is their fight because it’s all personal
brawling the anti-yochus, crushing the anti-love, the anti-truth, the anti-will
this is a song for the
lamplighters, mission-makers, boundary-breakers, and trailblazers
for unity, for wholeness, for vulnerability and realness
every single day,
i stand for you, i call for you, i will always need you,