Blessed are they who sow and do not reap —
they shall wander in extremity.
Blessed are the generous
whose glory in youth has enhanced the extravagant
brightness of days —
who shed their accoutrements at the crossroads.
Blessed are the proud whose pride overflows
the banks of their souls
to become the modesty of whiteness
in the wake of a rainbow’s ascent through a cloud.
Blessed are they who know
their hearts will cry out from the wilderness
and that quiet will blossom from their lips.
Blessed are these
for they will be gathered to the heart of the world,
wrapped in the mantle of oblivion
— their destiny’s offering unuttered to the end.
– Avraham Ben Yitzhak. Blessed are They Who Sow and Do Not Reap
translated by Peter Cole