Thursday, May 6, 2021

Legacy of Chesed

All of us excuse ourselves

With reasons not to do

But there have been so many

With less than me and you

 

Who managed despite obstacles

To surpass expectation

As paradigms of Yiddishkeit

The pride of our nation

 

And no one will ever say

“I was too poor or rich”

For acts beyond  

Our human strength

They somehow found a niche

 

One day in annals of our lore

Someone will stand out

A paradigm of chassodim

I know without a doubt

 

Her name was Mrs. Lubling

Who left a legacy

One we’ll strive to emulate

But impossible to be

 

For decades an almanah

Who survived the Nazi rage

Yet nothing stopped her mission

Not protocol or age

 

Day and night her life was just

To aid the weak and sick

It seems to get her “cousins” help

She did not miss a trick

 

No big degrees

Or waiting rooms

Receptionists up front

Could stop her fearless push to help

They could not stop her brunt

 

The greatest doctors stood in awe

When she walked through their door

They could not say, “There is no hope”
“Your cousin is too poor”

 

She’d raise the cost of surgery

She’d force them to relent

No matter what it cost her

Or all the time she spent

 

This tiny woman stormed the halls

For any Jew in need

Providing hope despite despair

When all would just concede

 

Like Miriam, her namesake

She’d daven and she’d wait

And only for complete refuah

She would anticipate

 

The stories they are endless

I simply do not know

How such an old and frail woman

Could be this dynamo

 

The strength she garnered from her faith

And passed it on to all

In lonely rooms of NYU

Or waiting on a call

 

She set a standard

I believe

No longer shall we see

Like Hillel who had set that mark

Despite his poverty

 

Mrs. Lubling set a mark

We’ll only hope to be

A standard that will live and live

Indeed eternally

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