There is no time to dawdle,
as the wind picks up speed.
Securing a place in line for ourselves,
once we get to the border is tantamount
to reserving a place for ourselves
in the ledgers of the Book of Life.
Little one, when you place
one foot in front of the other,
know, that each step along the way
will bring you closer to safety.
For, the past will not follow you
through the checkpoint into your future.
Your brothers and sisters,
aunts and uncles, all of your cousins,
and friends are also on this journey,
upon the long and winding road
to freedom from fear, harm, and hunger.
All that is required of you,
amidst the explosions and turmoil,
the deafening sounds inside of the cities,
and the rising tides of world war
is a steadfast faith in your plight,
knowing that G-d is watching
over you, until the end.
The Tree of Life 