The Moon of Nisan

The Moon of Nisan

Imagine your soul growing as is the light,
now in her young womanhood.
Your soul so eager for this new season
calls upon the name of God
HaGoel,
The One Who saves you, Who frees you
Who unlocks your gates.


HaGoel,
You Who let loose that which lies bound,
Spring is arriving.

The Negev sways in emerald green grasses.
The Golan shimmers with rainbows of wildflowers.
The songs of doves fill the air,
and the orchards blossom with flowers of apples, plums, and apricots.

And just as earth rises in a cacophony of music
so You call to me to join in the cosmic dance,
to emerge
to my native destiny.

Each year of my life
at this time in the Spring
I see how narrowed I have become.

Each year of my life
at this time in the Spring
I long for release from the narrow places of my own making.

Each year of my life
at this time in the Spring
my soul longs to
truly be free.

HaGoel
let me go
like a bird from her cage.
Let me fly out
from the places that hold me captive,
from all which confines me,
from that which imprisons my spirit.

HaGoal
help free me,
these forces do not timidly release.

Spread Your hand and guide me forth,
accompany me to my Red Sea,
make the waters part.

And may the narrowness that pursues me,
that seeks to capture me
and force my return,
perish,
be covered over and stilled,
by the red, red waters.

HaGoel
You Who save,
be my pillar of cloud by day, my pillar of fire by night.
Help my soul to emerge as radiant as the sun.

You Who are my deliverer,
just as the storks in Nisan
stop and rest in the fields on their flight to the north,
harbingers of birth,
so too may You midwife my soul yet again
into life.

You Who opens my way.
You Who my way opens.
HaGoel.
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