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The Sun Lit a Moist Branch, Zelda
January 10, 2012
The Sun Lit a Moist Branch, Zelda
The sun lit a moist branch,
And leaves of gold,
The pupils hunted
Gold leaves that fared night and day
In the blood of my heart
And when they reached the soul,
Its loneliness
Turned into far signals of light,
Heavenly clues, ancient miracles.
{From The invisible Carmel 1971}.
Vocals: Ilana Eliya, Flute: Ruth Eyal Itzkovich, Celli: Rali Margalit.
CD – Poetry Ilana Eliya 2011. Arrangement & Celli : Rali Margalit, Flute: Rut Eyal Itzkowich,
