When the crickets tweet,
The rooster crows,
the birds caw,
the donkey brays,
the men holler,
my roommate snores like a steam engine,

all before 4 am;

I thank God for the wake up call.

My day can begin that much earlier-

with the sight of the sunrise
the smell of the animals
the touch of the grass
the taste of the sea air
and the sound of prayer.

My six senses remind me once again
Where I am
and
Why I am here.

In the Holy Land
to revel in
Brotherhood, and Culture and Judaism