The Seder's Order by Marge Piercy

The songs we join in

are beeswax candles

burning with no smoke

a clean fire licking at the evening

 

our voices small flames quivering.

The songs string us like beads

on the hour. The ritual is

its own melody that leads us

where we have gone before

and hope to go again, the comfort

of year after year. Order:

we must touch each base

of the haggadah as we pass,

blessing, handwashing,

dipping this and that. Voices

half harmonize on the brukhahs.

Dear faces like a multitude

of moons hang over the table

and the truest brief blessing:

affection and peace that we make.


haggadah Section: Shulchan Oreich