This poem was originally penned with thoughts of the Hebrew month of Shevat, during which the ‘New Year for Trees’ is celebrated [see Tu’b’Shevat in ‘Appointments with God’ section], yet it is fitting for the season we find ourselves in. This year, in the northern hemisphere, Winter seems to have a tighter hold than usual and Spring is just beginning to show it’s promise as the trees shake the drowsiness of winter from their branches. As the nourishing sap rises to bring new life to the trees, we too can celebrate the new life given us each morning and at every new season of our lives by our faithful Creator,

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The trees of the Lord are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which He has planted…[1]


Singing Psalms in Jerusalem
Swaying blue-striped tents of white
dot this sanctuary of time.
Tefillin, carrying the Word, light the way.
Tzitizit dance gently, accompanying
the prayers chanted this New Moon eve;
a psalm of love to our Creator.
Open hands uplifted to Heaven,
herald Shevat, and remind us:
We need not suffer thirst.
Living Water from Heaven’s stream
always flows, quenches, restores.
Like sweet sap rises
and fans a tiny flame into a burning fire. [2]



1. Psalm 104:16
2. Keren and Cindy composed this poem at Rosh Chodesh Shevat, 2013. Inspired by Velveteen Rabbi.

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