Door To Freedom - Poem
Around two weeks ago, a good friend and neighbor of mine, who is also a talented pianist, released his very first original composition titled "Door To Freedom". After giving it a listen, I decided to create a poem based around the title of the composition.
As we get closer to the Yom Tov of Pesach, the glorious time of year when we celebrate our nations own unique freedom, that, from Egypt, there surely is not a better time than now to share the poem with you, which I sincerely hope you enjoy.
May it be by the true and divine will of G-d that the "Door of Freedom" leading to Jerusalem and to the ultimate redemption opens very soon indeed so that the world in unity will proclaim G-d, as the King forever and all eternity.
With heartfelt good wishes,
Yitzy Schweitzer
As we get closer to the Yom Tov of Pesach, the glorious time of year when we celebrate our nations own unique freedom, that, from Egypt, there surely is not a better time than now to share the poem with you, which I sincerely hope you enjoy.
May it be by the true and divine will of G-d that the "Door of Freedom" leading to Jerusalem and to the ultimate redemption opens very soon indeed so that the world in unity will proclaim G-d, as the King forever and all eternity.
With heartfelt good wishes,
Yitzy Schweitzer
Door To Freedom - Poem
Trapped in the prison of my insecurities,
Hoping one day, an opportunity,
Will arise from the ashes of my burnt dreams,
And set me free.
I have been immobilized by the darkness,
By the fear in my heart,
But as the night falls for the thousandth time,
I know, as I always do, a new day will soon start.
As the sun rises to paint the sky gold,
A feeling, suddenly, I feel,
The old feeling of warmth, almost long forgotten,
But yet it feels so real.
The door once locked, now opens wide,
A sensational light fills up the room,
A light, almost welcoming me in to its loving arms,
A light more powerful than the frozen cold doom.
Breaking the chains keeping me locked and silent,
Raising my voice, high, in to the soft, oncoming dawn,
The terrors have died, the evil has surrendered,
Their plans, G-d has thwarted.
The nightmare is no longer,
Now, the dreams, of a once-wished time, true, it has come,
Joy and delight, course through my veins again,
As I have crossed the threshold,
Of the door To Freedom.
Trapped in the prison of my insecurities,
Hoping one day, an opportunity,
Will arise from the ashes of my burnt dreams,
And set me free.
I have been immobilized by the darkness,
By the fear in my heart,
But as the night falls for the thousandth time,
I know, as I always do, a new day will soon start.
As the sun rises to paint the sky gold,
A feeling, suddenly, I feel,
The old feeling of warmth, almost long forgotten,
But yet it feels so real.
The door once locked, now opens wide,
A sensational light fills up the room,
A light, almost welcoming me in to its loving arms,
A light more powerful than the frozen cold doom.
Breaking the chains keeping me locked and silent,
Raising my voice, high, in to the soft, oncoming dawn,
The terrors have died, the evil has surrendered,
Their plans, G-d has thwarted.
The nightmare is no longer,
Now, the dreams, of a once-wished time, true, it has come,
Joy and delight, course through my veins again,
As I have crossed the threshold,
Of the door To Freedom.
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