I, myself prohibit
myself to reveal our secret,
to say your full name,
or even write it when I write.
A prisoner of you I am,
Searching in the shadows the caverns of my agony.
When I invoke you when I am alone,
In the dark rock I touch your impassible company.
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
O Yirushalime!
How beautiful are your white buildings,
How great are your walls,
The city that has a person from every part of the world,
The city that every person cares, loves, and claims;
The city every person feels a connection to.
O Jerusalem the eternal city!
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 1:48 PM UTC
Why hide if one can be seen?
Why run if one can fight?
Why kneel if one can stand with a head held high?
Why surrender if one still has strength?
Why cry if one can still smile?
Because struggle comes before one overcomes the obstacle.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC