Zohar

Zohar -Locked Out The heretics of Samuel Beyond the depths of hearing, Stir up sparks and fire To light man's shuffling way. Apostate artists feeling The energy of Godhead Toss their skin and substance Into blaspheming air. The heretics of David Out of fields of seeing Make music of the Christians As no Christian can. Heal the sick in virtue, Set out all the physics, Bringing up the stupid All those so left behind. They, forced to flee forever Down the paths of hatred, Planting twisted tree stumps Still blaze their human sparks. But prior to this weeding Down in the mulching garden The smallest of apostates Is hurled to hell by Job And also by the rabbis Who, staring into darkness Will not move forever From their rooms of thought. And those who bring creation, Who catch the brilliant fire, Letting play and movement Into darkest light Are cursed by all religious Who brand them unbelievers Anathama and graceless When they alone are telling The beads of God's delight. Carl Estrin