Dukkha-taṇhā
Suffering and desire
Twist these unbidden tears
Out of me
Pumping hearts, his parting breath
Human life conducted in the dark
The hidden fears
The inconsolable grief
Many fear-filled years.
Craving for permanence
For the enduring stillness
Of the Sea of Galilee.
But let’s walk 
To the tomb of Maimonides:
Oh! Why do the wicked prosper?
Why oh! why do the righteous die?
Answer came there none –
Except in the Song of Solomon –
The season of singing has begun.
Gehinnom, that citadel of souls,
Shines behind the sun,
We do not know of the world to come,
Maimonides’ Guide for the Perplexed
Taught us not to ask for whom the bell tolls
For it tolls for thee
And for me.