Wednesday, May 06, 2009

A Land Where...

...everyone knows someone who was killed.
...my holy forefathers walked on.
...everyone's a brother.
...friction and love stream side by side.
...everyone feels at home.
...everyone IS at home.
...hitchhiking is the norm.
...G-dliness either shines brilliantly or slyly seeps through.
...soldiers become taxi drivers.
...synagogues and buses can take you anywhere.
...everyone's a scholar, a poet and a priest.

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