Advertisement To you, Jerusalem it isn’t just that the sounds of you thrill me so the midnight music of you humming velvet the satin calm of your morning song brushing misty Advertisement against my waiting window it’s just that it’s so right to be loving you so About the Author Sandra Schachter made aliya from Canada in 1968 and lived in Jerusalem for 33 years, where she was a freelance writer and editor, contributing articles and poetry to various publications around the world. She now resides in Montreal. Related Topics Jerusalem Poetry Related Posts Why You Should Read Avraham Stern’s Poetry Yishai Edberg Under Jerusalem, the stone invites prayers Rachel Sharansky Danziger Comments We have a new, improved comments system. To comment, simply register or sign in. close popup Sign in or Register Email address * Please use the following structure: firstname.lastname@example.org Continue Or Continue with By registering you agree to the terms and conditions Send me The Times of Israel Daily Edition back close popup Register to continue Email address * Change REGISTER Or Continue with back close popup Log in to continue Email address * Something went wrong. Please try again in a few minutes.. Continue back close popup Sign in or Register Email address * Password * Incorrect password. Please try again or choose an option below. Continue I forgot my password / Send me a sign in link Or Continue with close popup Check your email We sent an email to you at . It has a link that will sign you in. Click the link in that email to complete registration so you can comment.