PRECIOUS STONES
by Eva
(The Old City of Jerusalem - October/November 2000)


What can I take back home with me?
What trinket? from what peddler? from what shop?
At the moment, I don't have an answer.
At the moment, I don't want to think about leaving Jerusalem again.
For all her stones are precious to me.
What can I take back home with me?
A man passes by and I smile.  He thinks I'm crazy.
I bend down again to pick up another stone and place it in my pocket.
Now, I have no more questions to ask.
Now, It's time for me to go and pack for my trip home,
Now, I am ready to leave, but only for a little while.
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