Walking the streets of Jerusalem, and especially hiking the land around it keeps me thinking of Gd pretty much every minute when I am not in class. The beauty of this land is matched by the resilience and wit of its people.
I am not going to say a lot – see for yourself.
From me -just a couple of verses
Pomegranates in front of your home
Lemons in the backyard
Your laundry hanging on the terrace
A memorial stone every other street
With blood of your children you’ve earned the right
To live in The Eternal City
Oh, daughter of Zion
The Old City brings me to tears
Tears of joy
And of memory of generations gone
I am here for you
All my family that never got to see it