The
first time we washed our hands before this meal
It
was all about water,
It
was to get clean.
And we are clean, so why a second time?
Perhaps
this turn
It's
all about our hands.
As
we prepare to wash for a second time,
I
call up every blessing and good vibe
For
the hands that help,
The
hands that build,
The
hands that comfort,
And
the hands that create.
As
we prepare to wash our hands a second time,
I
call up every curse and shred of bad karma
Against the hands that hurt,
The
hands that tear down,
The
hands that slap,
And
the hands that destroy.
As
we prepare to wash our hands a second time
I
call up every memory of the hands of our Pesach story,
The
hands of the midwives, saving the boy babies,
The
hands of the princess, pulling the basket out of the water,
The
hands of the slaves, making the bricks out of straw,
And
the the hands holding the hands of the children crossing the sea.
So
now,
Baruch
Atah Adonai
Brucha
At Shechina
As
we prepare to wash our hands a second time
Let's
pour soothing water for all those hands
To
recognize the good work
And
wash away the bad
And
to
Honor
the hands that made this wonderful meal,
And
the hands that we will use to put this holy food into our mouths,
And
the hands we will wave in the air
As
we tell our stories.
And
let us say, Amen.
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