When Shall We Win Jerusalem

When shall we win Jerusalem

declaring a living G-d

took us to Himself

there in the broken stone, the reconstituted stone

saying, “Stand and watch My salvation”?

Who shall declare holy war

since that First Light until this seemingly-forsaken age

the sepulcher people know

the electroplated dome declares, falsely

Who else but us?

Modernity is a forgetting

The strident cry “our G-d, not yours!” usurps Jerusalem.

When then the reclamation

the re-taking of the fortress,

the cornerstone rejected,  the most beloved restored?

How could they have missed the fig tree blossoms

the ripening clusters on south-facing slopes

The Paschal lamb of our sovereignty?