Stones the colour of amber
Steps and walls and trees
Narrow, secretive streets
That climb and twist
Descend and return.
Getting lost in the market
Amidst bright fruit stalls
And little shops with spices
Wood and metal and silk
Silence and sudden voices.
David's Tower and Jaffa Gate
Sunlight and shadow
Cafés and bottles of water
The heat and the smells
A thousand rays of light.
It's all a part of you
You are no stranger here
From the Sinai to Jerusalem
You travelled forty years
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