Parshat Hukkat: Poetic Commentary on Loss and Grief
This week's parashah, Hukkat (Bemidbar/Numbers 19:122:1), begins with the description of the ritual slaughter of the red heifer by Eleazar the priest. The ashes of the heifer are then to be mixed together with water, hyssop, crimson thread and other ingredients in order to make a solution that will be used to purify those who have becometamei/ritually impure (for lack of a better translation) through contact with a corpse.
Following the description of the ritual slaughter of the red heifer, we read of the death of Miriam the prophet, sister of Moses and Aaron. Immediately following her death the people cry out to Moses that they have no water to drink This passage is most likely the origin of the ancient rabbinic legend of Miriam’s Well, that sustained the people through their years in the desert and dried up following Miriam’s death.
As the people cry out to the bereaved Moses and Aaron for water, God instructs them to speak to a rock in order to bring forth water. Instead, Moses and Aaron gather the people together and then Moses strikes the rock with his rod and water gushes forth. God then tells Moses and Aaron that because they did not trust in God and simply speak to the rock, neither of them will be able to enter the Promised Land.
Following this episode, we then read of Aaron’s death, for which the peoplemourn for thirty days. After the period of mourning ends, the people once again complain to Moses that they should not have been brought out of Egypt simply to die in the desert. God then sends a plague of snakes to attack the people. Only looking upon Moses’ staff, upon which he has placed a copper snake figure, can heal the wounds of the people. The Amorites and people of Bashan and Og then attack the people, but the Israelites are victorious.
This parashah is one of great loss for Moses. Not only does he lose his only siblings, but he also loses the right to enter the Promised Land at the end of the journey. Suddenly, Moses comes to realize how alone he is.
Though he has a wife and two sons (about whom we know very little) the two people who were his support during the journey, even when they might disagree, were now gone. On top of this, the people continue to complain, and do not allow him time to grieve for very long.
In this poetic commentary, I imagine how Moses might have felt at the moment when he was finally left alone by his complaining people and allowed to face his loss and his grief.
I dedicate this poem to the memory of my beloved father, Alvin Nathan z”l, whose tenth yahrtzeit (anniversary of his death) will be observed later this month, my grandfather, M.J. Waldman, whose 19th yahrtzeit is this month; I also want to remember my mother's sisters, Mickie Brown and Annette Goldreyer, as well my partner David's father, Steven Bauer, all of whom died within the past 14 months. May their memories be a blessing.
Shabbat Shalom,
Steven
grieving waters
I
am alone
they
are gone
family
those I knew in egypt
those I came to know as an adult
now
in what seems a moment
they are both gone
brother and sister
no time to mourn him
before she was gone
closing my eyes
I see water
living waters
life-giving waters
death-cleansing waters
water bringing death to egypt
water gushing from the rock
water streaming down my face
two holes pierce my heart
two wholes
gone
leaving me broken
in pieces
alone
the people
do not understand
they only want
water
food
meat
return to egypt
I do not understand
I want them
to leave me
alone
I want to mourn
I want to wail
to tear at my hair flesh clothes
to scream
or simply to weep
in this moment
I want to be
man brother son human
not
leader teacher emissary prophet
I wish
to drown myself
in waters of sorrow
emerging cleansed
perhaps someday
miriam understood
her name bitter waters
she knew the bitter and the sweet
prophet leader singer visionary
jealous judgmental unyielding
always passionate and caring
she received her reward
waters of her well sustained us all
she received her punishment
skin white as snow
cleansed only by isolation
and bitter salt water tears
when she died the well dried up
water ceased
tears screams complaints
in torrents
from the people
replacing its gentle flow
we want
we need
more
always more
God said to me to aaron
speak to the rock
it will give you
what they think they need
still in mourning
I we cannot talk
to people or rock
I we can only
scream in silence
strike the rock
bringing forth living water
sealing our fate our death
now he is gone
the one who was my voice to pharaoh
with whom I could speak
even after he had turned away from me
angry jealous frustrated
only to turn return and forgive
each other
no water can cleanse my grief
through eyes filled with anger pain isolation
I see red
heifer hyssop thread
blood life death
mixed with miriam’s water
divine magic
purifying those who
touch feel witness death
I cannot be purified
death has touched
not merely my body
but my soul
I thirst
for life
for water
for them
but there is nothing
to comfort me
I want to die
to be with them
instead I must
be with the people
my people
god’s people
until we reach the jordan’s waters
only then will I finally rest
only then can I be me
brother son father husband
no longer alone
dwelling with God
with them
our souls immersed
in holy waters
of the divine spirit
God’s shekhinah
birthing me
into new life
together
with them
with all
at One
for eternity
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