On a pleasant - pleasant autumn day, with a light sun occasionally hidden by a pioneer cloud,
On the way, with the wonderful sound of walking on a path made of kurkar,
When one passes a line of eucalyptus trees,
There is, for a moment, the sense as if everything is well.
One stops for a moment, to smell and listen, and mostly to extend the feeling,
And there is a wish, larger than life itself,
That the autumn will bring calmness,
And that the suffering of so many people will end.
(English translation: Avigail Sachs )