Do not accept these rains that come too late. <br />Better to linger. Make your pain <br />An image of the desert. Say it's said <br />And do not look to the west. Refuse <br /> <br />To surrender. Try this year too <br />To live alone in the long summer, <br />Eat your drying bread, refrain <br /> From tears. And do not learn from <br /> <br />Experience. Take as an example my youth, <br />My return late at night, what has been written <br />In the rain of yesteryear. It makes no difference <br /> <br />Now. See your events as my events. <br />Everything will be as before: Abraham will again <br />Be Abram. Sarah will be Sarai. <br /> <br /> <br />trans. Benjamin & Barbara Harshav<br /><br />Yehuda Amichai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-not-accept/
