You lay before me
But will not wake
Rose of Sharon
Daughter of the valleys
Sojourner from North to South
Between two loves
That did not meet

Greater love than us release you blessed fire
To burn free next time
Darling Galit
Your countenance as pale and pure as flame
In the heavy sea
Why did you do this?

Yes it is you
These clothes of flesh
Floating in the cardboard casket
Loosed to the winds and oceans
Blinding me with your perfect

Galit Yusem
in memoriam

Note: In Hebrew Galit means 'wave'

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