If I could say
How beautiful this morning is
And how much meaning
Is given in life
By this light
And this long winding Jerusalem city street
I might be a poet-
But all I can do
Is try to survive in old age
By writing a few lines for Eternity
Which even I will not read again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
keep going more power to you sir.