Poem on a Rabbi Greenbaum Talk On The Hidden Light of Tammuz
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These are Poem of Notes
on Rabbi Avraham Yehoshua Greenbaum's Talk
On The Hidden Light of Tammuz
Clouds of War above us
While the seventeenth of Tammuz comes upon us
Tammuz and Av
What you learn is what you have
Adam lost his seed at the time he lost his God, his good
Jacob saw Esau's foot, his heel like a yud
Jacob grasped the spark of Esau's heel
He will restore what Edom tried to steal
Come Balak and Ruth with Peretz and Boaz
Come the ninth of Av from the seventeenth of Tammuz
Yesterday was Balak; last week, beHukosai
Repent today for tomorrow is in Mashiach's eye
Thirty-three kings with whom God is finished and done
Moshe disposed of two, Yehoshua thirty-one
Why speak of Balak Tzippor?
Because of the tweeting of Bilaam the whore...
For Mashiach is in exile in the Nest of a Bird
Built on Bilaam's tongue, where God placed His word
Balak ruled in the palace of the K'lipot
Built on truth you've lost that you've been taught
He bound his guards to the arms and legs of Princess Ruth
Lest she escape and show to Jacob her vision of that truth
Now whoever does not long to see Mashiach's aura
Will not awake in the morning to the Torah
A star out of Jacob to crown the tribe of Israel
When King David will arise only time will tell
For Balak grasps the seed of Mashiach in his hand
But the seed will sprout and we will understand
The husks of Moav will shatter like the night
When the morning star of Mashiach breaks forth with light
Making Revka fear from his storm clouds of war
Esau thrashes to make it to shore
Ya'acov is grasping the yud of his foot
While Edom turns cities to rubble and Babylon to soot
Jews must take back the spark of Mashiach's aura
It costs nothing to study and keep the Torah
No strength remains, no thread for a hem
There is nowhere to turn except to Hashem
Now is the time of witness
Now is the day of redress
Enter the Land so fair
Enter on the songs of prayer
Hear oh Israel...
The angels know your song so well
Ayin and Dalet are written large in the Scroll
For a light to the witnesses, a mirror to their soul
Israel is now found in a self-interest state
And the children have lost the key to the gate
A multitude of strangers have camped at the door
Inside the kitchen there's a multitude more
Let the holy Jew on the street
Make music in the market that will move all our feet
Let our faces shine with the one true good
Let us pray for redemption of the spark of the yud
Shabbat is a pearl without price or cost
It is found in the field of the royal paupers where it was lost
The propaganda of pragmatism takes us by force
If we do not scream we are guilty of course
The world war's in the soul, in the eye, in the tooth
The battle is just to remember the truth
Every twist, every turn in the journey of life
Is in the Hand of God like a shochet's knife
In the Hand of God a king is a very small thing
Let us arise from the gloom and sing!
Let us be free of the conspiracy of money and gloom
Pray for this at Rebbe Nachman's tomb
On the seventeenth of Tammuz
Moshe saw everything that Israel would loose
He broke the heart of the Torah right in half
When he saw the gleam of the golden calf
Let us ask and thank God for all that we eat
And thereby crush our idols beneath our feet
With a couple of Shabbat candles, a cup of wine
The poor will survive, the poor will be fine
Sealed in the heart, the mitzvot are free
The knowledge of God will fill land and sea
We can follow the vision of Princess Ruth
Who garnered the corners of the field of truth
Enter the ark of your love and your devotion
When the knowledge of God floods like an ocean
Here is the inner light of Tammuz for you
For the convert and for the Jew
Just as Ruth clung to Boaz, holding onto his hem
Elevate your foreboding to the fear of Hashem
In Yalkhut Shimoni it was not concealed
In the year when Mashiach shall be revealed
It will be every kingdom fighting for its crown
With the king of Persia in the destroyer's gown
Where should we come and where should we go
All Israel will say, but the remnant will know
Hashem will say, "Do not be afraid
Before Adam your foundation was laid
Come out of the Egypt of your corruption
To serve me on the mount of your redemption"
The water has fallen below the red line
It is the season to be silly; Let them drink wine!
But in the time of Purim
Let the Torah of Moshe be the new theme
Even after we have fallen down in blood
And are praying from the mud
The hidden light of Tammuz can be found
If you hear God's voice like the whisper of a sound
For now is the beginning of our turning
For the Jerusalem of righteousness we are yearning
This is a month of tremendous power
May God turn our hearts inside out within the hour!