Below is my translation of the title poem of Basman Ben-Haim’s new book. Like the book, the poem is entitled “Eternal Paths”.  Unquestionably, the addressee in this poem is Mula, the poet’s deceased husband.

Eternal paths –

You’ll find me

Alive and young

With a white sheet of paper

And a pencil

Gently dreaming

Still writing to you –

You will take me then

Over hills and valleys

I, light as a feather,

Will implore:

Paint, keep painting!

And you will respond:

Sing! –