By Rabbi Arthur Waskow
[This might best be recited paragraph by paragraph, each one read by a member of the community until the last line, which everyone says together.]
Sh’sh’sh’ma Yisra’el –
Hush’sh’sh and Listen, You Godwrestlers –
Pause from your wrestling and hush’sh’sh
To hear -- YyyyHhhhWwwwHhhh/ Yahhhhhh.
Hear in the stillness the still silent voice,
The silent breathing that intertwines life;
YyyyHhhhWwwwHhhh / Yahhhh elohenu
Breath of life is our God,
What unites all the varied
forces creating
all worlds into one-ness,
Each breath unique,
And all unified.
Hush to hear your heart beat
With love of that Breath.
Listen, You Godwrestlers –
No one people alone
owns this Unify-force;
YyyyHhhhWwwwHhhh / Yahh is One.
If you hush’sh’sh and then listen,
yes hush’sh’sh and then listen
to the teachings of YyyyHhhhWwwwHhhh/ Yahh,
the One Breath of Life,
that the world is One,
all its parts intertwined –--
For you breathe in
What the trees breathe out
And the trees breathe in
What you breathe out --
Then the rains will fall
Time by time, time by time;
The rivers will run,
the heavens will smile,
the good earth will fruitfully feed you.
But if you break the One Breath into pieces
And erect into idols these pieces of Truth,
If you choose these mere pieces to worship:–
And erect into idols these pieces of Truth,
If you choose these mere pieces to worship:–
gods of race or of nation
gods of wealth and of power,
gods of greed and addiction
If you Do and you Make,
and Produce without pausing;
If you Do without Being --
Then the rain will not fall --
or will turn to sharp acid --
The rivers won't run --
or flood homes and cities;
The heavens themselves
will take arms against you:
the ozone will fail you,
the oil that you burn
will scorch your whole planet –
and from the good earth
that the Breath of Life gives you,
you will vanish –- yes, perish.
So what must you do?
At the gates of your cities,
where your own culture ends,
and another begins,
Where you might halt in fear –
Saying --
“Here we speak the same language
“But out there is barbaric,
“They may kill without speaking—“
Instead take a deep breath and pause in the gateway
To chant in its passage:
“Each gate is unique in the world that is One.”
On the edges of your Self,
On the corners of your clothing,
take care to weave fringes –
threads of connection.
So you end not with sharpness,
A fence or a wall,
But with sacred mixing
of your cloth and God’s air –
A fringe that is fuzzy.
Not good fences but good fringes
Make good neighbors.
They bind us together,
Make One from our one-ness.
Connect what you see with your eyes
To what you do with your hands.
To what you do with your hands.
If the day is coming that will burn like a furnace,
Turn for your healing to a sun of justice,
To its wings of wind and its rays of light
To empower all peoples.
Then the rains will fall
Then the rains will fall
Time by time, time by time;
The rivers will run,
The heavens will smile,
The grass will grow,
The forests will flourish,
The forests will flourish,
The good earth will fruitfully feed you,
And all life weave the future in fullness.
Honor the web that all of us weave --
Breathe together the Breath of all Life.
Breathe together the Breath of all Life.
[Pause for a minute for all to breathe in full awareness]
Rabbi Arthur Waskow is the author of Godwrestling – Round 2 and co-author of The Rest of Creation (an illustrated tale of why God needed Shabbat), the editor of Torah of the Earth and the director of The Shalom Center.
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