Try to close your eyes and imagine a tree.
Not just any tree, a special tree, which no one else has succeeded in imagining.
Not everyone has it easy, and certainly not for Yoel,
but he is not allowed and goes to the taxHe will not believe.
Will he find in his end the tree that the child did not imagine?
The tree that bore an unimaginable child grew together,
a vine and a cypress, partners in life and creation,
and were joined by the beauty crowned by the Persians who sang Spitz.
Another from their books of poetry and a challenge for children:
A night without a moon and waiting for miracles.
