Saturday, January 29, 2011

237. Mountain Stream




That’s a poem that a traveler like me really appreciates, and here’s another entry from the slam book:

“A little sun, a little rain,
A soft impulse, a sudden dream;
And life as dry as desert dust
Is fresher than a mountain stream.

So simple is the heart of man,
So ready for new hope and joy
Ten thousand years since it began
Have left it younger than a boy.

A little hope and little trust
And life as dry as desert dust
Is fresher than a mountain stream.”


(For me, Uncle Mustache was about the only person that made the “Holy City” different from any other hot touristic property. By the way, maybe the cause of a lot of the fighting about who owns the Jerusalem turf is because the owner gets the tee-shirt sales!)(Cherchez le dollar!)


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