Anonymous Poem – Parshas Shelach

Send Them…

Spy upon the barren land
Or gaze upon its richness
The choice is yours

 

Follow furrows in the milky soil
Plant seedlings of honey
For your generations

 

The carob, the olive
Be strong like those trees
That will shade your grandchildren

 

Do not fear the giants – observe
Melt the Heavens with your eyes
At the borders that I have stretched for you

 

Make a list – in the mountains and valleys
Of your enemies – Canaanites, Jebusites
I will make their fortresses tremble

 

Go, send your spies
To where the rivers split
In days of old.