First you place the shel yad on the upper arm
No one dares look at her
When it’s tight enough, say the blessing
Someone turns and stares
Wrap the strap around your upper arm once
The whispering starts
Now wrap the strap around your forearm exactly seven times
She starts to walk towards the bimah
Put the shel rosh right between your eyes, at your hairline
Every eye is on her, watching, judging
Say the blessing and then say
She opens up her siddur
Barukh shem k’vod malchuto l’olam va’ed
The whispering gets louder
Wrap the arm strap once around your palm
She can hear someone say, “Isn’t that unhealthy?”
Wrap the strap once around your middle finger, saying
She starts to pray
V’erastich li l’olam
Her chin is up
Wrap it around the next knuckle, saying
Her eyes closed
V’erastich li b’tzedek u’v’mishpat, b’chesed u’v’rachamim
So maybe, just maybe,
Turn it back to the first knuckle
She can stop hearing their taunts
V’erastich li b’emunah, v’yadat et adonai
“You’re not a real Jew!”
Wrap your ring finger to your middle finger
“You don’t really know anything about the Torah!”
Bring the strap back to your palm
The sneer on their faces when she reads from the Torah
Then wrap the strap around the middle of your palm, again, and again
A hand goes up, to shield his eyes from the sight of a girl in t’fillin
See how it looks like the word shadai on your hand?
She leads anyway, appearing uncaring
The boxes should be right at your head
Standing tall, defying them all by learning and praying
And your heart
Inwardly asking
Why do you wear t’fillin?
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