last night had troubles taming the sleep
so I started thinking.
the cold floors after the shower,
the nights when we run to the other side of the road without shoes to see a movie,
how paul burned a black mark on the carpet with the kettle,
the feeling of shame after realizing how naive we were,
the roofs of the old city,
ruut driving her car,
listening to backstreet boys on our way away from poryya,
the awful cockroach in the bath tub,
the fact how much and how often we laughed ourselves exhausted,
and how we were so irritated without really knowing why.
the feeling when you know you are really holding the life you should.
israel, how good it was to be there, then.
and yes, how good to be here, now.
(but oh how blessed to own a yet one more home,
the one besides mediterranean)
its precious that sometimes God opens ones eyes to the easyness
of guidance and his kingdom.
the cold floors after the shower,
the nights when we run to the other side of the road without shoes to see a movie,
how paul burned a black mark on the carpet with the kettle,
the feeling of shame after realizing how naive we were,
the roofs of the old city,
ruut driving her car,
listening to backstreet boys on our way away from poryya,
the awful cockroach in the bath tub,
the fact how much and how often we laughed ourselves exhausted,
and how we were so irritated without really knowing why.
the feeling when you know you are really holding the life you should.
israel, how good it was to be there, then.
and yes, how good to be here, now.
(but oh how blessed to own a yet one more home,
the one besides mediterranean)
its precious that sometimes God opens ones eyes to the easyness
of guidance and his kingdom.
posted by laura at 6:36 PM
3 Comments:
voi laura. mulla tekis mieli jättää kaikki ja lähteä. ja on liian myöhäistä. onkohan liian myöhäistä lopettaa unelmointi ja alkaa elää? ikävä israeliin. no, muistanpa ainakin siunata sitä maata. enkä ollut siellä kuin pari viikkoa.
Hey! I was not listed in those thoughts!
Lol. I really hope you're fine and not missing Israel too much.
The cockroaches in poria sent their greetings. The time I was there we found a scorpion, a big one. Ruut crushed it with a chair (the small one, maybe you saw it or sat on it :p) made of wood. It was instinctive.
I remember that after that crazy encounter with the scorpion outside we went inside and had a good time watching Italy vs. France on the World Cup.
Ok. See you later then. Sometime.
Lovely poem, sister!
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