I named her Drora

(poem 14 of 32)

I named her Drora
The moonlight has left me and the smile of my sanity
While walking upon grass, a deserted plot, a foggy landscape
Silence as a package wraps contents which may surprise

From the first day I knew my limitations, and that a bomb may come-out from here
My inner psychologist will say that already then I planned it, from the first day

I went out and shouted a lot before the Lord

Translated from the Hebrew by the author, © 1996 Ella Bat-Tsion, http://osher.in