Quiet night still
Lights of City
Sprinkle like stars
Going up hill
Acceding pass
Emotions tears
Joys explosion
Within the heart
Flows excitement
Seeing the land
Once read about
Than pursue to see
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
That’s the place to see
The land of the free
Poem # 101 Idea Jerusalem
December 3, 11, 1998
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