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The Dream

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And the land wept in grief.

For he who loved it most was no more

The land did not flourish nor did it swell like she who would give birth

He was not there to hold her hand,

With her to go forth.

As the years passed by, she grew old and frail,

She lost vision and speech,

Her bones grew dry,

But two things remained: her hope and her love,

Her hope for the future,

The love for him whom she had once loved.

And as she lay there,

Breathing harder and harder,

He came back in a dream,

And kissed her and hugged her,

And she opened her eyes,

He was there again,

A dream no more, not a vision-a man.

He had gone from her heart,

But alive he remained.

When she had only hope,

When all else had been lost,

She remembered the dream,

The dream of a nation,

A dream to be free, no matter the cost.

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This is Keneret, right?

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Alex

Yeah, it sure is! I believe it's spelled "Kineret" though, in English and its also known as the Sea of Galilee. It's one of my favorite places in Israel.

Be'tikva-With hope,

Greg "Eitan" Divinsky.

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At this time of year yellow would be the dominant color in the picture. Damn it’s hot there right now!

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Yeah, I think so. I left Israel about three years ago and hope to be back soon. I miss it soooooooo much! Better warm than cold!

Be'tikva-With hope,

Greg "Eitan" Divinsky.

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