Who knows… what lion’s in the סוד (secret)
Until the ייו (wine) flowed
And the tamed old king of beasts
Strolled from the Purim feast
Stroked his handsome mane
And began to entertain
Exchanging fear for perfect joy
Pure truth with no alloy
Oh dance oh Jewish flames
And recite the holy names
The words just can’t suffice
Beyond the whole world’s price
Oh dance oh Jewish flames
Shout the holy names
So each step will ignite
Another holy light
Now still and dark ‘n black letters
Release your self-made fetters
Break through the coarse black earth
And discover your self-worth
Within this one’s name
Beneath the black exterior
Points a brilliant flame
To a source of so superior
Dance oh Jewish flames
You spell the holy names
With lion’s strength you stride
And find what’s sweet inside!
From the Archives of Rabbi Label Lam’s Purim Stuff
See if you can find the 26 hidden Divre’ Torah in this poem
