The Cedar Dragged Before the Vine in Zion's Ruins
Baruch weeps in the smoking rubble of the Temple and dreams a forest of empires falling until one cruel cedar is dragged before the Messiah's vine.
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The Scribe Among the Ruins
Baruch climbed to the place where the Temple had stood and sat down in the rubble. Where the high priest had once burned incense there was only dust, and the smoke of a burned city still hung over Zion. He wept until his eyes ached. No amount of weeping felt equal to it. "Our glorying has been made into dust," he said, "and the desire of our soul into sand."
Then a voice fell from the height of heaven like a stone. "Stand on your feet, Baruch, and hear the word of the mighty God." God told him he would be kept alive through the worst of what was coming, kept as a witness. One day the proud cities of the nations would cry out, "Why has the Mighty One brought this punishment upon us?" and Baruch would be the one to answer them. "You who have drunk the strained wine, now drink the dregs," he was to say. "He did not spare His own children when they sinned. Why should He spare you?"
A Forest of Empires and a Single Vine
Exhausted by grief, Baruch fell asleep among the stones, and a vision opened over him. A forest rose across a plain, vast and dark, ringed by rugged mountains. It covered everything. Then from the far side a single vine appeared, and beneath it a fountain, quiet at first. The water climbed into waves. The waves crashed against the forest and tore the trees out by their roots. They flattened the mountains. They kept coming until the whole forest was gone.
Gone except one. One massive cedar still stood on the emptied plain. The fountain came to rest before it, and the vine opened its mouth to speak.
Twelve Woes Counted to the End
Baruch woke and begged to understand, and God unfolded the shape of the end. The forest was a line of empires. The first kingdom, the one that had burned Zion, would itself be crushed by a second. The second would fall to a third. A fourth would rise harsher and more evil than all the others combined, exalting itself higher than the cedars of Lebanon, hiding the truth, drawing the wicked to it like beasts creeping into a dark wood.
The time before that empire's fall was cut into twelve parts, and each part carried its own horror. First, commotions. Then the slaying of the great ones, kings cut down. Then death on a vast scale, then the sword let loose, then famine and the withholding of rain, then earthquakes that shook the foundations of the world. The seventh part the vision would not show. Then swarms of Shedim pouring out of the dark, then fire falling from the sky, then plunder without measure, then open wickedness, and last of all a confusion in which every earlier woe mingled with the rest until no one could tell them apart. "Whoever understands shall then be wise," God said. "The Messiah shall then begin to be revealed."
The Cedar Dragged to Mount Zion
When the fourth empire's hour came, the vine was revealed as the Messiah, the fountain and the vine together. Its multitudes were uprooted. The last ruler of that age was taken alive, bound in chains, and dragged up to Mount Zion. There the Messiah set every crime before him, one impiety after another, every evil his armies had done. "Are you not that cedar left of the forest of wickedness," the vine said, "by whose means wickedness persisted all those years, and goodness never? You kept conquering what was not yours. You never showed compassion to what was. You lifted yourself up as one that could not be rooted out."
Then the sentence. "But now your time has sped and your hour has come. Depart, O cedar, after the forest that departed before you. Become dust with it, and let your ashes mingle together. Recline in anguish and rest in torment until your last time comes. And then you will be tormented still more." Baruch watched the cedar catch fire.
The Fountain of Unfading Flowers
As the cedar burned, the vine grew. It spread across the whole plain, and everywhere the water reached, the ground filled with flowers that would not fade. This was the world after the woes had spent themselves. Behemoth would come up from the land and Leviathan would rise from the sea, the two monsters God had made on the fifth day and hidden away for exactly this, and they would feed all who survived. Every vine would carry a thousand branches, every branch a thousand clusters, every grape a barrel of wine. The treasuries of souls would open, and the righteous who had died in hope would rise together, the first of them glad and the last not grieving.
God had told Baruch the hardest thing last. The fall of Jerusalem was not the end of the plan but its trigger. "I have taken away Zion that I may more speedily visit the world in its season," God said. "The times shall hasten. The seasons shall speed." What looked like the death of everything was a clock beginning to run. Baruch was to fast seven days, taste no bread, drink no water, speak to no one, and then return, and the rest of the unsearchable way would be shown to him. He rose from the ash of the Temple and went to wait.
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