(poem 18 of 32)

We do not have makeup on
And we are naked
For as we are
Is prefferable to us
Without paint, makeup, garment
We are bare of any ornament
And phraseology
And fakery

We get broken because of words
And break words
And get broken
The break is deep in our essence
The break is primeval
It has started with God
Who exploded (his light)
And broke the vessels

We are pieces
And dispersed
Buried ostrakons
Under several layers
We are whole
Like God
As we are
Full of contradictions
Peace is embodied within us

Peace is waiting for us
(Under several layers)
Peace and wholeness -
Reconstructing the whole vessel
And gluing ostrakons
Is the utmost we can do
And we do the best
That we can

Translated from the Hebrew by the author, © 1996 Ella Bat-Tsion,