Okay, enough introspection. Eyal was already at the airport when the bus arrived, and after I said my teary goodbyes, it was off in his car to the Snir house in Karkur. There, I saw Leah in person for the first time in a while, and met the family dog, Lori. I blogged a bit and caught up on my e-mail and such. Got to bed around 12 and slept till 11.
Today I spent a lot of time with the dog, thinking and writing about Taglit and talking with Ben. I went to a market in Tel Aviv and purchased some gifts for people. My plans with Hadar fell through, but I'm okay with that, because there's always next time.
I found out tonight that I'll be heading to the States tomorrow (well, Wednesday) at midnight, which sucks but at the same time I know I need some time to regroup, practice and see some special people and share this experience.
Here's a bit of one of the poems I wrote while in the desert:
A land of ancient dreams and sights to see
And possibilities
That centers every one of us, inviting us to come inside and stay
A while comfortable within these ancient walls
Jerusalem I call you, call your name
And one from Jerusalem:
Looking back on how far we've come
A simple prayer is all I need to bring home
This simple prayer is all I have
Not envious of innocence
The kind that only blissful people know
We pray for strange deliverance
But don't know quite what we are waiting for
A prayer of desert constellations
Silent rides and missing railroad stations
In the wind I swear I heard them call your name
A song that rests on backs of cats
That took over the city when the sun went down
You listen too intently sometimes
And in this war
It isn't where you are or where you're going anymore
All we need
The friends we make, the risks we take
The places we have seen
B'yachad
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