Stones At Night In Jerusalem Artwork reflects Pamela’s nighttime walk through Jerusalem’s storied streets. The work combines city-stone imagery with a poem that evokes starlit paths, inner sight, and the hidden worlds contained in ancient rock. It is a travel-journal piece that folds place, memory, and spiritual reflection into a single image-and-verse offering.

Stones of Gold on City Streets, 
At night walk in the midst, 
Of stones of old and new alike, 
Awaken starlit kissed, 

For walk alone do many more, 
Who see the simple stone, 
Awaken now the inner eye, 
And see you're not alone. 

For worlds exist within these rocks, 
Jerusalem of Gold, 
What more can see the simple man, 
Than words and stories told. 

For brain and mind can not perceive, 
What's written at the core, 
Look inward for the truest truth, 
And time shall be no more. 

-Pamela Storch