On the road-side to Beit-Berl(poem 16 of 32)
On the road-side to Beit-Berl a torn cat was laid
for many days. Many days she was laid there
As if wanting to tell me something.
During the time I fraternized with her, have greeted her
Whenever I passed by her, estimating the growth of death
Within her body.
At that time my soul was bitter, torn in itself.
I said to myself that you are dead and here you are embodied within her.
I have greeted you whenever I passed by.
Thus, a torn cat by the road-side to Beit-Berl helped me
To complete the ceremony of parting.
Suddenly (and gradually) a house is growing amid nature
Translated from the Hebrew by the author, © 1996 Ella Bat-Tsion, http://osher.in