The Place Where We Are Right

sacred male 1

From the place where we are right
Flowers will never grow
In the spring.

sacred man 2

The place where we are right
Is hard and trampled
Like a yard.

sacred male 3

But doubts and loves
Dig up the world
Like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place
Where the ruined
House once stood.

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The Place Where We Are Right : by Yehuda Amichai

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