I loved this book! St. Ephrem’s metaphors give a perspective on life (and Paradise) in ways that I have never heard before, and the whole collection expands the Faith by stirring the imagination. The introduction notes that Syrian culture was close enough to Hebrew culture that they did not try to cleanly define the center and boundary around it like Greek philosophy did, but rather they highlight opposing pieces and thereby reveal the area. I could not identify the contrasting ideas, but I really loved the creative and insightful metaphors.

It seems that St. Ephrem considered the mind and “the spiritual” to be related. This seems understandable, since the mind can imagine things that are not. Modern mathematics—quite a mental endeavor, can understand higher-dimensional that we can never experience viscerally. Still, it seems limited, since it extracts the mind from the emotions, and both from the body, all of which are essential. (To be fair, St. Ephrem expects Paradise to be unpopulated until the Resurrection, and its future inhabitants will live in mansions along the outside of the Garden’s wall.)

St. Ephrem’s description of Paradise uses metaphor to describe non-physical aspects of Paradise. Presumably there is a bodily existence of some sort, since we will be Resurrected, but he is certainly not describing that. The begin with, the mountain of Paradise, as described, fits on top of the world, so it clearly is not of this world, and in one of the hymns he specifically says not to that this literally. It is likely that the things described in Paradise are metaphors for other things, such as the breeze/wind of Paradise being the Holy Spirit, and the Tree of Life being the symbol of God’s Glory. Even the Fall is likely to be metaphorical, for Adam and Eve progress down the mountain of Paradise as they sin. The book includes a section of St. Ephrem’s commentary on Genesis where they clothe themselves with fig leaves a little down from the Tree of Knowledge, then they have to go farther down when they are exiled. As they go farther down they clothe themselves in thicker skins: fig leaves to animal skins, and then Cain’s descendants clothe themselves in a city wall, and finally in violence, which is where the Flood narrative picks up—humanity has clothed itself in violence and reached the waters of chaos, which undo Creation. (It also explains the bit about the sons of God going down to the daughters of men: the godly descendants of Abel’s “replacement” brother go down to the daughters of Cain’s descendants, who live farther down the mountain.)

I have tried to summarize St. Ephrem’s metaphors in a poetic summary:

I meditated on Moses, applying wisdom and doctrine,
   which guided my mind to a vision of Paradise.
The mountain of Paradise is greater than all other mountains;
   its edges entwined around the edges of the [flat, circular] earth like branches in a wreath,
The Flood which covered all mountains,
   barely kissed the feet of the mountain of Paradise.
The top of Paradise is the glory of God, and even the Tree of Life which is its symbol,
   cannot be comprehended, though it lights up all of Paradise.
Farther down is the Tree of Knowledge,
   which hides the higher Glory like the curtain in the Sanctuary.
God made a gentle boundary so Adam could willingly obey,
   instead he defiantly ripped the curtain down.
When he saw the Glory, he knew his nakedness and shame;
   the gift God intended became a curse when taken wrongly.
Had they conquered the serpent, allowed there so they could victoriously obey,
   they would have been given the Tree of Glory in their purity.
They fled down the mountain to the fig trees,
   and in their exile were forced down still farther.
From Paradise’s foothills Cain’s descendants
   slipped even to the valley in their sin.

Praise to Christ who by his Tree has opened Paradise again!

The trees and fountains of paradise are full of wondrous fruits,
   the spices of its breezes sustain life.
Gemstones are tossed over the wall of the Garden,
   lest they defile the beauty of the ground inside.
The months in Paradise are mild and pleasant,
   they have not picked up anything from earth to make them harsh.
The fountains of Paradise are waters of beauty,
   which water the earth with life, albeit in diminished radiance.
The trees bend down inviting the saints to climb up,
   to recline on flowers and eat from a ceiling of fruit.
The wedding bowers of the saints are beautifully decorated,
   one with the beauty of many good deeds, one with just a few.
The children God plucked as babies cavort like lambs,
   the lame leap and the chaste and lonely are satisfied.
Paradise yearns to welcome those whose good deeds have made them beautiful;
   its gate fits itself to those it loves but throws out those who are unlike it.
Animals live only for desire but would yearn to be like us if only they knew of Paradise,
   so why do we insist on living as an animal and forge no key to enter?
“Blessed is the person who has toiled to be first;
   woe to him who has made no effort even to be last.”

Lord grant that I may live within Paradise, and if I am too stained, at least grant that I may live just outside the wall, and eat the crumbs of the Banquet inside.

As God clothed himself in metaphor for our limited understanding,
   thus I have clothed Paradise because it is ineffable.
The Church is like the Garden of Paradise;
   in life we willingly forbear to pluck forbidden fruit.
The saints of their free will, for God they plant a garden,
   and the fruits of Paradise look with awe on the deeds of the righteous.
Just as the fruits of Paradise ripen all seasons at once,
   so the saints are young and old and middle-aged together.
The glorious scented wind in Paradise is God’s breath in Adam;
   Paradise recognized its own at Pentecost, breathing out its fragrance.
We purify our eye on earth;
   God pours out as much of himself as we can hold.
Why then do we mourn the dead and complain that we will die,
   when we leave our life we are born in Paradise?
“Adam was heedless as guardian of Paradise, for the crafty thief stealthily entered;
   leaving aside the fruit—which most men would covet—he stole instead the Garden’s inhabitant!
Adam’s Lord came out to seek him; He entered Sheol and found him there,
   then led him out to set him once more in Paradise.”

Praise to Christ, for the knowledge of his Tree grants entry to the Tree of Life!


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