My Sapling! Dedicated to Nahal Yari.

The words flew away went far now only my tears speak my tears hidden in the earth for years. Years of false pride false borders false memories! Years of not seeing the new roots with the effort of your slender hands seeking the light in the shield of hard earth. The sight of my eyes the claw of death snatched from me buried it under the gravestone. They said it was day but I? I saw only darkness. There was no light in my eyes by whose glow I might watch again your sweet growing tall. You had slowly, slowly grown tall in all my years of loneliness, you grew tall and budded you put out leaves your fresh leaf returned and returned toward me, touched my dark pupils and caressing, gave me sight. Now only my tears speak with you: I love your lovely songs I love you: my kind one: my dear: Nahal. The darknesses with dark words into nothingness flew away and left, left forever. Now I see: your leaves your abundant buds how beautiful they have become: how beautiful you have become having stepped over the past, having stepped over my dark separations, you carried me with you toward the dawn of the future. Lovingly my heart calls you: my kind one: Nahal.