The summer my grandmother died, I remember her houseplants of all things, houseplants I had never consciously noticed before then, but now they stood out because in the shock and confusion, no one was watering them, and they slowly wilted, turned brown, and died apparently as a gesture of solidarity with the one who had tended to them for the previous decades.
In his short poem “Before My Soul Existed”, Abraham ibn Ezra reflects on faith, failure, and seeking the joy and light of the Divine.
Abraham ibn Ezra offers a beautiful paraphrase of Moses’ final blessing for the Israelites as a whole – and perhaps for us.
In the poem Ha’azinu, Moses describes God as a hovering eagle, echoing an earlier decription of God hovering.
Abraham ibn Ezra’s liturgical poem Emet, El Emet Atah offers a beautiful meditation on his – and perhaps our – relationship with the divine.