Ten miles south of Tel Aviv,
Into reservoirs big as football pitches
Water pours from a giant pipe
Emerging from the sand.
Pumped to a metal hanger
This liquid harvest is a drought-destroyer
Salt water's rendered drinkable
Enough to wet the throats of many millions
Desalination plant, man's modern miracle
Israel's salvation in the Negev desert
Keep farmlands irrigated
Raises the Sea of Galilee
Ten miles south of Tel Aviv
Master recyclers: not a drop is wasted
God helps those, it's said, who help themselves
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