I slept only to rise up and open my eyes
to see the desert wilderness of Judea, it seems untrue, but my dream
was real. The blinding light has penetrated my only cover, the rolled
blanket I took from my grandmother since travelling to Israel. We were
just young children then, talking about going somewhere and doing things
with no profoundities but some absurd foolish heads jesting about their
future. I heard of the Messiah who will come again and judge the world
in truth and righte...