

Returned to say
May you find the moon...
or her sister

Love,
Lizzy

This psalm is long and difficult. It is full of allusions to Jewish sources, but as in other cases, it seems that LC created something totally new based on what he had absorbed throughout the years. He doesn’t make things easy for us, since his writing is somewhat esoteric, and he often hides behind masks, paradoxes and word play. So all I can offer here are some points of reference to some images in this psalm, but much is still left to be interpreted, and some parts may remain obscure.I.5
‘Let me rest,’ he cried from the panic at the top of his heap of days. ‘Let me rest on the day of rest,’ he entreated from the throne of unemployment. ‘This king is heavy in my arms, I can’t hold up the Pharaoh any more.’ He fastened his collar to the darkness so he couldn’t breathe, and he opened the book in anger to make his payment to the law. An angel, who had no intrinsic authority, said, ‘You have sealed every gate but this one; therefore, here is a little light commensurate with your little courage.’ His shame climbed up itself to find a height from which to spill. Then there was a sweeter saying in a stiller voice: ‘I do not put my trust in man, nor do I place reliance on an angel.’ Immediately the Torah sang to him, and touched his hair, and for a moment, as a gift to serve his oldest memory, he wore the weightless crown, the crown that lifts the weight away, he wore it till his heart could say, ‘How precious is the heritage!’ The crown that leaps up from the letters, a crown like dew that gives the grass to drink beads out of the darkness, the mother’s kiss as the beginning of the war, the father’s hand that lets the forehead shine, the crown that raises up no man a king above his company. ‘Lead me deep into your Sabbath, let me sit beneath the mighty ones whom you have crowned forever, and let me study how they rest.’
This may be about LC, although I am inclined to believe he is a little more observant of the Law, and therefore feel he has observed another soul, who is unemployed. This vagrant - I'm one myself - has a moral code intrinsic but does not have faith, therefore he has no Sabbath, he can never rest from the pressures of morality and life.‘Let me rest,’ he cried from the panic at the top of his heap of days. ‘Let me rest on the day of rest,’ he entreated from the throne of unemployment.
So, he is clearly aware of all this, even if his knowledge is “superficial” (it is probably much more than superficial, even if he isn’t an expert).I have a very superficial knowledge of the matter but even by dipping into the many books, I have been deeply touched by what I read, and by my conversations with living Hasidic masters. The model of the Tree of Life and the activities and interactions of the sephirot has been especially influential.
This could very well refer to the top three Sefirot: Crown, Wisdom (the father) and Intelligence (the mother). The image of the dew coming as light out of the darkness is well known in Kabbalah, representing the radiation that flows from one Sefirah to the next.The crown that leaps up from the letters, a crown like dew that gives the grass to drink beads out of the darkness, the mother’s kiss as the beginning of the war, the father’s hand that lets the forehead shine
brings to my mind the comparison with his line, "There is a crack in everything-that's how the light gets in." Also the gate imagery seems consistant with the window, door imagery that is in some many of his songs.An angel, who had no intrinsic authority, said, ‘You have sealed every gate but this one; therefore, here is a little light commensurate with your little courage.’
This first sentence here has yet to be referred to, and Joe Way has made reference to the end part; so I thought I'd have a crack at finding some meaning to these parts of the text.He fastened his collar to the darkness so he couldn’t breathe, and he opened the book in anger to make his payment to the law. An angel, who had no intrinsic authority, said, ‘You have sealed every gate but this one; therefore, here is a little light commensurate with your little courage.’ His shame climbed up itself to find a height from which to spill.
I am sorry I mentioned the "Oedipal complex"all kinds of openings – windows, doors, cracks – figure prominently in LC’s work. Sometimes they denote a way for viewing inside the soul, and that would be the religious aspect, but I’m sure a psychological one can also be suggested.
This final passage is the great deliverance to this psalm, finally we have the indication that LC is talking here of any man, held firmly with the assertion that this crown is for any person, as this crown raises up no one person above another; although it’s delightfully paradoxical as it implies that one man equal to all other men, does wear this crown.the crown that raises up no man a king above his company. ‘Lead me deep into your Sabbath, let me sit beneath the mighty ones whom you have crowned forever, and let me study how they rest.’