We came as beasts, with teeth and claws,
Each guarding self with iron laws.
The bread of shame burned in our hand,
We’d eat, then choke, on shifting sand.
The world concealed, the Light withdrew,
Fear whispered, “It’s not for you.”
The ego laughed—its throne secure,
“Take all you can, what’s mine is yours.”
But one by one, we bent the spine,
Annulled the “I,” the beast, the swine.
Hitbatlut: I’m nothing, dust and breath,
I choose this death to conquer death.
Then hearts began to intertwine,
Hitkalelut—your pain is mine.
Your joy my song, your cry my prayer,
No “I” remained, just love to share.
The fire rose, no walls could stay,
Hitpaalut—our souls would sway.
The Shechina wept, then found her nest,
Within the circle, love confessed.
So brutal was the path we trod,
To die as men, to live with God.
Yet from the ashes, hearts above,
We burned away… to unconditional love.
