In the morning liturgy, we express gratitude for consciousness and life (Birchot Hashachar), for the workings of the body (Asher Yatzar) and the Divine origin of our souls (Elohai N’shamah), and we begin each day (indeed, every moment) as if for the first time. This poem by the Ukranian born Israeli poet, Natan Yonaton, reflects this wondrous spirit.

“Again we begin anew, as all begin; / The plougher, the collector, the poet, / The falling leaves on the wind, / The pearls of dew / And the returning wave to the sloping shores.

Again we begin anew, as all begin; / We’ll sing the song with the same words / Which never tire, as the waves / That endlessly return / To the vast sea / To the sandy, sloping shores.”

Taken from “Again We Begin Anew” by Natan Yonatan (1923-2004), translation from the Hebrew by Rabbi Maya Leibovich