I have walked passed these trees at least 20 times in the past month and still cannot seem to get enough of them. They stand still so big and tall and so proud. They almost look like as if they were put there to hold up the sky from falling all over us beneath them. I do not even know their names, nor who donated them to Israel for what celebratory mission or else, but I feel protected under their umbrella-like leaves. Incredibly strengthened by their steadfastness. They are so venous and pliable it makes me feel they could soon come to life and take part to my runs, walks or dances around the boulevards.