Erez Bitton

On the threshold of half a house in the Land of Israel my father stood pointing to the sides and saying: Upon these ruins one day we will build a kitchen to cook in it a Leviathan’s tail and a wild bull, upon these ruins we will build a corner for prayer to make room for a bit of holiness. My father remained on the threshold and I, my entire life, have been erecting scaffolding reaching up to the sky. Translated from the Hebrew