I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

02/15/2013 11:03am

Rabbi Brown:

Inspired by your Tu B'Shevat introduction of the term "monolatry", and with all due apology to Ms. Kilmer, I submit:

I think that I shall never see
A faith quite like monolatry

A tree of life needs but one God
And it appears ours gets the nod

For if we are to live out God’s way
We should know to whom to pray

If our God were just one of many, pray share
How would we know when OUR God is there?

If many, then which Torah would we adorn?
And exactly in whose image were we born?

A God that is there even for fools like me
Probably is not threatened by monolatry


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