I was always your guardian spirit, O Israel!: A poem 

I was always your guardian spirit, O Israel! 

Since the molten earth turned solid, I came 

like Adam Kadmon, your soul, before you even manifest 

long are the ages of God’s revelation, before it was actually revealed 

of the promised people; but they were subject to much travail. 

I had to hide my identity, much too often, 

so that you wouldn’t be so punished by evil villains 

And you could only possess a tiny bit of land 

Though my world is all yours to have 

But how could I stop your punishment 

when they all wanted you wiped off the world map! 

I always stood by you in my sublime diminution 

Even your kings did not realise that I stood by you always 

I gave you your priests as well and your gods Elyon, Yahweh… 

They were just incarnations of me 

And I became your soldier in vain 

But I always thought you ought to know my name. 

I gave you your divine Priest-Kings and God-Kings 

Zadokites like Melchizedek, if I should name. 

I only know the hurt and pain of your continued suffering 

You know they are all to blame. Those that wanted to also tear me down! 

They who now do not want to liquidate in shame!