We are here in the desert where the sand is everything In everything and on everything Though today it rests quietly while the waiting wind gathers itself Look closer to the smallest particles of rock in a meeting of particles gravely intimate calling itself sand when it can remember its origin and love its ubiquity See how its color joins with nature by adding the color of sand saturating the landscape extinguishing passion nulling personality The color of memory faded by time like old photos and letters and pajamas softened by utility and age and loss Still it catches in your throat when you try to sing should your heart fill with a moment of remembering it has escaped a thousand lifetimes of inequity Arad (The Negev), Israel, 1998
Hiding Out