Small alef; poetry Beshallach 3

Third problem, we camped at Rephidim –
Thirsty.

We quarreled with him.
Close we are to the mountain now,
this the last stop.
Give us water.

Why did you bring us out from there –
to die here?
We couldn’t die there?

Massah and Meribah,
the place we quarreled and were
annoying –

Is God here among us, or –
nothing.

jsg, usa

Small alef; poetry Beshallach
Maqam Ajam