The Baby Whisperer

http://youtu.be/L2aFLN-plgM......

A poem from Chaya Lesser.... An amazing Torah Teacher and Poet living in Jerusalem.
link to her reading this is printed above...try to copy and paste...i am not able to get it live...
you can also try  puah.wmv

The poem is about Puah the midwife who resisted Pharoh's instructions to kill all the infant Jewish boys...

Have a wonderful Pesach!!

"Inner-Freedom

Like freedom fighters
who pray with their feet
I protest for inner-peace

though paraplegic in comparison
to prodigious heels 
of powerful men

my prayerful wheels
spin tales of inner-freedom
and entone hymns of mindful treatment 
of children and kin

I commit to calm the din of crying infants 
with the easy clicking of my teeth
I speak for those who do not yet know how to speak

My freedom fighting is not political
that task is for a hardier class 
of jewish girl

for me - the Egyptian fiend 
is personal 

for the Pharoahs I dethrone 
rule the halls of each of our homes

in the inner-alcoves of a private despair
that petrifies the children 
and paralizes the parents
that inprisons our finest hours 
of family commitment and contentment

I prefer to pedal wares 
of wars-well-avoided
where everyone wins
through carefully worded 
apologies and the timely 
airing of grievances 
between friends

for cowering beneath the pyramids 
of needs – my fiends 
are the menacing insecurities of adolescents
and the lethal bickerings of parents
- the noisome whines of needy toddlers
and the all-too-common-household-hollers 
that oppress our most precious commodities
of family

my enemies crouch quietly beneath
the crumbs on the living room carpet
a beast between the sheets 
of a cold-shouldered bedroom
where partners sleep
unconscious 
and deeply out of tune
with the exquisit call 
of their common dreams

I come to loosen the shackled lips
of fathers and mothers
that they may better utter
their astounded praise
at the miracle of a house full 
of filthy shoes, spilled soup
and their children's most innocent mistakes

My task is to counter the 
armor-clad offensive
against love and friendship 
- to incite a protest against 
the enslavement of a trillion 
inner prophets of tranquility
whose gentle-tongued souls 
are daily buried beneath 
straw burdens of poor comunication
and tossed out with the trashed 
afternoons of a mother's 
epic impatience 

I come to play the Moses of relational redemption
in the face of a sink-full of grimy resentments

And so I call forth all fellow 
freedom fighters for inner-transformation 
midwives with wise hands
toting torahs, toting infants, toting pens
all prayer-footed-protesters
come & herald in 
emotional freedom from the pharonic foe
and let us birth our children 
into peaceable homes

for when our houses enshrine tranquility
then outer-world will follow inner-lead

and rock-hard hearts 
will soften grips
and all thats enslaved 
will lithly slip
into the soft of freedom found
and take our shoes your off
to walk around
for our houses are the 
hallowed ground
from which God speaks

So call me Puah, 
who quiets the cries
of children, slaves 
and the Pharoah 
inside"