Today i drove down to work..
not listening to Snatam Kaur or to Yo Yo Ma
but to the news...
Aware of the road..but not so aware of Life.
And then i saw him walking slowly..
as i often do.
He, over 90 years old, walking from his Palestinian village to Israel
To "work" and receive some daily pay from Israeli friends.
Under the morning sun..
on the side of the hot road
not eating or drinking
it was the Muslim month of Ramadan
I come to a halt..to give him a ride..as always
He speaks NO Hebrew..i speak very very very
So we just say to each other
GOOD MORNING! How are you?? Blessed be A~llah
over and over
and i add my own...Baruch Hashem
And there was Life!
Before he left the car and went his way
i snapped this picture..
Still clapping his hands
from our praises of G~d and the Cre@tion.