A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert,a drive in the rain.
Yes, in the rain.
There I met people who grow date palms,there I saw tamarisk trees and risk trees,there I saw hope barbed as barbed wire.
And I said to myself:
That's true, hope needs to belike barbed wire to keep out despair,hope must be a mine field.
Translated by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld
