Day 34, October 17th, 2010

Israel Ha Iafah, My beautiful Israel, my sweet and beloved Israel, the mother, the land, the bride, the lover my land. You wept for your children long enough, you waited for them long enough. Proud, tough, sweet, lovely dear mother Israel, so many times left to bleed by yourself the abandonment and neglect of your own children, you bled enough to witness the fight, selfish, stupid among your children and waited patiently for their come back to life to senses to home to you. Home where we belong, the one arms to caress us selflessly and passion enough to inspire us to sing to you the melodies of ancient hearts and people gone, and people killed to die to death to oblivion and you waited torn apart, divided, surrendered, betrayed and abandoned.........and now that we came back as one some dare split your guts once more and more and more till there's nothing left of my beloved Israel, mother of mothers, mother of many, mother of all races.
Standing up to misfortune, never bending over, firm like a stick to the hearts of the wicked, the wicked among ourselves and the strangers who will never stop but try and try and try all over again to destroy your spirit. Who dare split you in two in five in four in halves, why dare they over and over again fight a battle they will never win. The eternal lover awaiting her soldiers comeback, come to life come to the very womb, the birth place the mother tongue the root the essence their being. Bleed no more, weep no more, the final battle is over, you survived, you overcame, you were born again and again and again to eternal life, to us.