Divine Creator, who spoke the world into being
we no longer hear your voice.

The silence is deafening, our world sinks into darkness,
we are paralyzed with fear.

We have forgotten how to speak to you or
to listen to each other and learn what is true.

In fear we rank one another, we decide 
some of us count and others do not.

Speak to us again, as you did to our mothers at Sinai,
guide us through this endless desert of suffering.

Let new words of justice and compassion 
flow down from the heavens 

so we may gather them into our hearts
and heal the world with new songs.

©marthahurwitz2024