Sunday, April 20, 2014

To a State ...a poem

                   To a State
  A land
where olives, lemons, and oranges
shaped lives- lived in the children
growing strong and nimble knowing
summer sunshine, an orchard's shade
and the freedom to climb
following whim.

A land where the earth yields crops
archaeological treasures, wild flowers
stones reused, walls worshiped
tiles to footpaths
a huge mosaic of life.

A land with libraries
and museums.

A land held dear
by realists
and fanatics.

A land with many names
all at once, many names
and accents and embroideries

A land with hope
that peace will come
so that parents can parent
and children can play

in orchards again.

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