Return To Zion - Poem by Linda Hepner
When they returned to Judah, were they happy?
Did they say quit the grief and make it snappy?
Did Canaan, Eden, Shalem, make them whole? .....
Was exile not embedded in their soul?
Amongst the reeds protected by an Ark
Their minds were safe and lit through storm and dark;
Isis and Astarte’s occupation
Incurred a new and dominant relation.
Give unto Caesar, Jesus said, and could
Ignore the trees and just endure the wood;
My Jewish soul can not abide division
And rather flees than suffers such incision.
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