The Dead Sea...... Acidic..... Tears away the land as it drains slowly into a funnel poisoning the earth and man as it slowly disappears. I bob l… Read More
The Dead Sea...... Acidic..... Tears away the land as it drains slowly into a funnel poisoning the earth and man as it slowly disappears. I bob like a cork on its buoyancy in the quiet still that is its blackness. Wading in waters where Jesus washed away his sins into the Jordan River. The waste seeps slowly into the dead. Was it His sins or of those who followed in his footsteps that gave way to rabid dogs. Pit against one another over pieces of unfertile sands they froth at the mouth. These opposites stand eye to eye and barrel to barrel. Walls of concrete emerge from beneath their feet and shove each one back a bit farther from memories of their youth. Their reality is shaped by conflict, opposites govern their world.
All drains from the cradle. Shells of men become clouds of earth released into the heavens, bombs, shells explode and the earth shakes. Two forces removing and partitioning land as it is sucked into the crevasse that is the Dead Sea, the lowest point on earth. The land sinks in funeral, and all dressed in black, History looks on as I take attendance. Moses, the Crusaders, the Nebataens, The Israelis and Palestinians, Muslims, Jews, and all Christians alike begin to weep. Their tears fall giving way to cracks. Like sheets with creases of beige and soft khaki the land folds in on itself slowly without eulogy. But in time and with hope it all turns inside out again and is blessed by one more man and is renamed “the Holy Land”. Read Less