The Moon of Nisan (March-April)


As the light grows, you feel a longing within 
so you 
call upon the name of God
One Who saves, Who unlocks your gates.


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,
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've become.

Each year of my life
at this time in the spring,
I long for release
from the constraints
of my own making.

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

let me go

like a bird from her cage.

Let me fly out
from that which holds me captive,
from all which confines me,
from that which imprisons my spirit.

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

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

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

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.




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,


Photography Credits

First photograph: Kathy Berendt
Second photograph: Leonid Rozenfeld
Third photograph: Frank Dobrusken