To Our Right

             
        To our right, the Salt Sea        
        shimmers smooth with spectrums of pink
        and lavender and blue light.
        Jerusalem is over there,
        beyond.
        In the gaseous glimmerings
        that rise above the fluent surface
        of the still sea.
        I think of the Dome of the Rock:
        
        An image I've seen from many angles,
        except with my own eyes.
        
        Less than 40 miles away, yet a world away
        a place we can't go to yet.
        
        Someday...
        in the gaseous glimmerings
        that rise
        to our right.
    

poem copyright ©2000 Anne Selden Annab