Samuel ha Nagid

Gazing Through the Night

Gazing Through the Night

Gazing Through the Night Gazing through the night and its stars, or the grass and its bugs, I know in my heart these swarms are the craft of surpassing wisdom. Think: the skies resemble a tent, stretched taut by loops and hooks; and the moon with its stars, a shepherdess, on a meadow grazing her flo... »