Here you will find the Poem Here on Earth of poet Rahel Bluwstein
Here on Earth - not in high clouds- On this mother earth that is close: To sorrow in her sadness, exult in her meager joy That knows, so well, how to console. Not nebulous tomorrow but today: solid, warm, mighty, Today materialized in the hand: Of this single, short day to drink deep Here in our own land. Before night falls - come, oh come all! A unified stubborn effort, awake With a thousand arms. Is it impossible to roll The stone from the mouth of the well?
