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May OUR Tribe Increase ∞ May you Be the Last in Line.

While searching through my old resumes (in 2009) I found a poem, one that used to hang on my Grandfather’s wall when I was I child. It was passed down to me, and with my adventurous filing style, it got lost. It was written by Leigh Hunt (1784-1859). This poem holds deep meaning for me personally, for the world at large and its recent events, and probably for you too. (edited (not much), by me))…..

ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!)

Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,

And saw, within the moonlight in his room,

Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,

An angel writing in a book of gold….

Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,

And to the Presence in the room he said,

“What writest thou?” – The vision raised its head,

And with a look made of all sweet accord,

Answered, “The names of those who love the Creator.”

“And is mine one?” said Abou. “Nay, not so,”

Replied the angle. Abou spoke more low,

But cheerly still, and said, “I pray thee, then,

Write me as one who loves my fellow-people.”

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night

It came again with a great wakening light,

And showed the names whom love of the Creator had blessed,

And lo! Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest.


painting of a geza

painting of a Ben Ezra Synagogue & Tomb