Waiting

...these will hammer their swords into ploughshares, their spears into sickles. Nation will not lift sword against nation, there will be no more training for war.

- Isaiah 2.4

Memoir Chapters

There is always a sense of freedom here - a spaciousness. The region is a joy. This impulse, Meir told himself, is not an accident. At Shoshana's Estate she was his companion on many trips, even sharing his fate when their trails led them to capture in a Damascus prison. Perhaps this impulse came in the wake of the atmosphere after the Liberation War. Shoshana and Meir were only boy and girl when the war ended. A gift fell to them - the will to walk "to and fro" throughout the length and breadth of the land. Everywhere they found signs before them: Stop! Danger!