Guest Posting By Space Cadet - No Despair
Space Cadet reports that poems of an unknown Breslover recluse have been discovered written in black paint on rocks and walls of caves in the notoriously haunted Grekkov Forest near the city of Uman. Still on vacation from his photographic pursuits, Space Cadet has kindly translated these poems to English for this blog. Bhutanese Judaica expert Dr. Mah Dzong examined the poem with great interest and deduced from the last stanza that it is based on Biur HaLikkutim I, 64:1.
When the Unfathomable One
Constricted His Infinite Light
Leaving the cosmic void
All concealment, all division was born.
But do not despair!
God is good – God is hidden there.
The next instant
He restored the lost light
In a measured way, as a line
Or thread of divine fire
Within which all Four Worlds
And all phenomena transpire.
In every human being
On every plane
Genesis happens all over again.
Right now, within you!
The mind is a “portion of God Above.”
The cosmic void is the eclipse of mind.
Within the void, how can God be absent?
Within the void, how can God be present?
Grasp the nature of mind, and behold God’s Face.
Grasp the nature of the void, and behold God’s Hidden Face!