Jerusalem in my thoughts

There is something special about touching old stone structures. I feel their textures and think of the ancient hands that shaped and placed them there. Walking around Jerusalem, where there are no shortage of building stones from bygone days, thoughts swirl and a little imagination turns my head to poetry.

“If I forget thee” was our motto,
For many years words of sorrow.
Now shining golden and full of life,
Jerusalem moments, pleasure and strife.
Her every sight, gladness and delight
Beautiful arches and stones declare her might.
The people’s joy and sighs reverberate,
A million reasons for which we celebrate.
Our beautiful city, may it never be split apart
It is our joy, our strength, our heart.

Julie Puchaev

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Julie Itzhakov has loved Jerusalem for many years. Her family immigrated to New York from the former Soviet Union in 1979. She has a lovely life in the US but sometimes wonders what her life would be like if they had immigrated to Israel instead.

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