Even in the mourning of Av, we can see the glimmer of hope already on the horizon.
Another poem by Yehuda HaLevi
To Israel in Exile
O Sleeper whose heart is awake, burning and raging, now wake and go forth,
and walk in the light of my presence.
Rise, and ride on! A star has come forth for you, and he who has lain in the pit will
go up to the top of Sinai.
Let them not exult, those who say, 'Zion is desolate! - for My heart is in Zion and My eyes are there. I reveal Myself and I conceal Myself, now I rage, now I consent - but who has more compassion than I have for My children?