Elusives Unfinishables

Something I want to reveal to my children

but it is closed off to me
— elusives, unfinishables
I want to give them over to my children
but I cannot.

What I do give over: blessings —
poetry, visions spoken in metaphor
but the ultimate redemption —
remains closed off to me.

Closed off and elusive
the ends of things
no ends at all, no beginnings
the illusion of all endings all beginnings
all arrivals all starts –

Just this: journey and movement and the inevitable
rise and fall
no starts and stops at all
it doesn’t begin and it doesn’t end
the great river that flows out of itself
into itself.

Closed off –

Don’t be afraid
My dears.


Parshat Vayechi
Maqam Hijaz