Every man has a name

Blessed Be everyone,

Letters from Rungholt’s Lila recently took a lot of time to write down the story of some of her family members who died in Germany during the shoah. Read it if you can read German; it teaches a lot and it makes you think. And most of all I believe that taking the time to get to know their story honours the dead.

What really got me was however the song she posted at the end of her posting: “Lechol ish yesh shem – Every man has a name”

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatan lo elohim
venatnu lo aviv ve’imo

Every man has a name

given to him by god

and father and mother

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo komato
ve’ofen chiyucho
venatan lo ha’arig

Every man has a name

given to him by his grandesse

and his smile

and the way he was weaved

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo heharim
venatnu lo k’talav

Every man has a name

given to him by the mountains

and his walls

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo hamazalot
venatnu lo shchenav

Every man has a name

given to him by the stars

and his neighbours

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo chat’av
venatna lo k’mihato

Every man has a name

given to him by his sins

and his longing

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo son’av
venatna lo ahavato

Every man has a name

given to him by his haters

and his love


Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo chagav
venatna lo mel’achto

Every man has a name

given to him by his celebrations

and his work

Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatnu lo tkufot hashanah
venatan lo ivrono

Every man has a name

given to him by the seasons

and his blindness


Lechol ish yesh shem
shenatan lo hayam
venatan lo moto.

Every man has a name

given to him by the sea

and his dead.

It might be Beltaine, the giant fest of joy here in Europe, but at the same on the other side of the earth – where my boyfriend just claimed we already belong – the pole that makes the earth whole by mirroring it, it’s Samain.

Samain is the the fest of the dead and death. And this is just what the song reminded me of: Of how my people conmemorate the dead ones by telling their stories; saying their names out loud. Because every man has a name – and a story.

a peaceful Samain to all of you

yours

Migdalit

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