בס״ד
Shemos
I was listening to Rabbi Y. Y.,
On the web the other day,
And I heard him speak of Moshe,
In a very different way.
Moshe knew his tafkid,
God had made it very clear,
But he questioned his potential,
He was overcome with fear.
Just as Yaakov, and then Yonah,
Had to wrestle with their path,
Moshe had to go to Egypt,
Or incur the Master’s wrath.
The milah resting at his feet,
“Bridegroom of blood”, Zipporah cried,
Now the kli had been restructured,
Transforming shefa now inside.
I have spent my whole life searching,
For a tafkid which is clear,
But if for sure I knew it,
I might first drink a beer.
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