The Weekly Newsletter of Chubeza Farm
THANK YOU!!
Changes to delivery dates for Yom HaAtzmaut week:
- Monday delivery (20.4) as usual.
- Wednesday’s boxes will be delivered on Tuesday, 21.4.
Please note! The ordering system will close for Tuesday changes on Monday at 9:00 AM.
The Wheat Still Grows Again - This poem was written in 1974 by Dorit Tzameret, a member of Kibbutz Beit HaShita, following the deaths of 11 kibbutz members who fell in the Yom Kippur War. The music was composed in 1978 by Chaim Barkani, a member of Kibbutz Sha’ar HaGolan. So sadly, it remains painfully relevant today.
The fields spill out below, as far as earth meets sky,
Beneath the olive trees and Mount Gilboa.
At eve, the valley’s splendor hits your eye,
The likes of which you’ve never seen before.
It’s not the same old house now, it’s not the same old valley,
You’re gone and never can return again.
The path, the boulevard, a skyward eagle tarries…
And yet the wheat still grows again.
And from the bitter earth, the asphodels still bloom,
A boy upon the grass, next to his puppy lies.
The nights descend upon a well-lit room,
On those within, and thoughts locked up inside.
It’s not the same old house now, it’s not the same old valley,
You’re gone and never can return again.
The path, the boulevard, a skyward eagle tarries…
And yet the wheat still grows again.
And everything that was, perhaps will ever be,
The rising and the setting of the sun…
And songs are always sung, but can they speak
The vastness of the loss and all the love.
It is the same old house now, yes it’s the same old valley,
But you — they never can return again.
And can it be, how can it be, that through Time’s endless tally…
Somehow the wheat still grows again.
-Translation: Elli Sacks
May we be blessed with a quiet, comforting and happy week,
From all of us at Chubeza
