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Sojourn in The Holy Land
I spent two weeks in Israel some many years ago
The way I felt has never left me, and I would not want it to,
The sights, the sounds, the smell, the life, the atmosphere electric
I had never seen before, buildings so ancient, so unexpected!
To stand upon the mountain tops where prophets fought with evil
To Gaze from Mount Masada and hear the story that seemed so final,
To smell and feel the Dead Sea, hard, and have it stick upon my skin,
Watch others bobbing up and down knowing they won’t sink.
To see the Jordan river and know it wasn't always peaceful,
And Lake Galilee reflecting the mountains up behind it,
The Eagles soaring overhead and nesting in the crags,
The young boy just like David, a standing with his sheep.
To the Cap-err-nee-um we travelled, we went there as a group
In the Synagogue with pillars, we listened to our guide
Where Rami felt he could explain the beauty of his language,
This town is Cap-er-nae-hum, not that horrid word you use !
To the old city of Jerusalem, by walls of stone surrounded,
The cobblestones we walked on, so ancient, worn and shiny,
To stand in Davids square and think of others gone before,
The trials and tribulations that great city had to bear.
And then to stand, look to the wall of prayer, so sacred,
Where those who prayed, so earnestly, gave their all to God
With nodding head they prayed, for their family and home,
And for peace within their country, Israel, the land they love.
I see again the cobble streets, the young boys with the trolleys,
they rush all laden yelling out ello! Meaning, move or you get run over,
My map was marked with all the glorious places we had seen,
My camera filled with photos, to show to those at home,
And though, I never will return to walk along those roads,
My mind was filled with wonder, so in my heart I come again,
I visit now this wondrous place, Israel, ancient land of mystery,
The sights, the sounds, the smell, the life! I am remembering.
Bleggy 22nd April 2010
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