How does the burning bush see me?

Mists on the Riverss

Here are lines from the Israeli poet, Yehuda Amichai

How do the visions of the prophets see me?

The burning bush sees me as a man extinguished but alive.

And what does Ezekiel’s vision of the chariot say about me?

Look, down there is a man who has no wings,

Nor the face of a lion, an ox, or an eagle,

And he can walk in only one direction at a time.

He has no radiance about him, no brightness the color of amber,

just darkness within.  That is his soul.

But if we ever fall from our heights and crash to the ground,

He will pick up the scattered pieces,

And all his life, he will keep trying to put us together again,

to restore us, to raise us back up to the skies.[i]

[i] Amichai, Yehuda, Open Closed Open, Harcourt, 2000, p. 25

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