Artwork by Daniel Kabakoff
Exiled from exile, on the holy mount
Till then unmarked, Moshe saw the bush blaze
Yet not burn up, and turned aside to gaze
And see what cause might for this thing account.
The flame sent forth a voice that shook the daze
Of this world’s destiny — called him to call
The others forth to break the Egyptian thrall
And meet G-d there. And still that vision stays
With us: a sign of the perpetual
Ordeal in which our people still endure,
And symbol, too, for some, of the obscure
Contest in which the merely animal
Spirit is not consumed yet by the pure
Soul that relies on Him who shields the poor.