You shall walk from land to land,
be the bleeding heart of the world,
its screaming mouth.
You shall walk from land to land,
be the living heart of the world,
its poetry.
(Ruth Dorrit Yacoby)
be the bleeding heart of the world,
its screaming mouth.
You shall walk from land to land,
be the living heart of the world,
its poetry.
(Ruth Dorrit Yacoby)
You shall walk from land to land,
be the bleeding heart of the world,
its screaming mouth.
You shall walk from land to land,
be the living heart of the world,
its poetry.
(Ruth Dorrit Yacoby)
be the bleeding heart of the world,
its screaming mouth.
You shall walk from land to land,
be the living heart of the world,
its poetry.
(Ruth Dorrit Yacoby)
