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chol varod
Pink sand
mitrapek al kav hamayim
Drifting along the waterline
nocha
Resting
baraglayim
On bare feet
rach
Soft
rucha cham
A warm wind
mitganev beyn hakenafayim
Slipping between the wings
shel ohel echad lo shomim
Of a single tent no one can hear
akevot shel tzeadim
Footprints of steps
bachol
In the sand
lo roim
Cannot see
hakol
Everything
ish kachol
A blue man
mitnagev el toch hashemesh
Drying himself into the sun
el toch hademama az ani rega rotze
Into the silence and for a moment I want
velifamim
And sometimes
nogea bamayim
Touching the water
az ani rega otzer
And for a moment I stop
umlakek
And lick
et ketzot hayadayim
The tips of my fingers
ad sof hatzama yesh gevaot
At the far edge of thirst there are hills
sheyodot lihyot kemo ima
That know how to be like a mother
hen minikot oti
They nurse me
yesh yamim
There are days
sheefshar lirot kadima
When you can see ahead
ad elef shana az ani rega rotze. hagalim bau veholchu, bau veholchu,
For a thousand years and for a moment I want. The waves came and went, came and went,
vaani shachavti al hachol vechikiti -
And I lay on the sand and waited -
eyn li musag lama.
I have no idea why.