A year later after I originally posted this, we arrived at Memorial Day and immediately after, in harsh contrast yet vital conjunction, we celebrated Independence Day.
Freedom and privileges come at an extremely high price…
Inspiration from Zion: This is a Love Story
In a sharp break from Memorial Day, we celebrate Independence Day. The transition is harsh but that is the way of truth – facing the reality of the price we pay for freedom is very hard:
The Silver Platter
my translation of the Hebrew poem by Natan Alterman
And the land will grow still,
the heavenly eye, red, slowly dimming over smoking frontiers,
and a nation will rise up, heart-torn but still breathing,
to receive the miracle, the one, there is no other…
As the ceremony draws near, the nation will stand in the moonlight,
before the day is draped in celebration and in horror.
And across from the people will step out a youth and a lass,
and slowly march toward the nation.
Dressed in battle gear, dirty,
shoes heavy with grime,
they ascend the path quietly.
They did not change their clothes or wipe away with water,
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