What if I told you that those fire kites and balloons from Gaza are just readying the land for a new crop of beautiful wildflowers and that the rockets that fall on us are really full of seeds that will one day sprout all kinds of vegetables and fruit- tomatoes so delicious you'd think God had tended them with her own hands, the sweetest, reddest watermelon you've ever tasted, peppermint and garlic and even peaches and plums and figs will grow from the dewy, fresh field that's been prepared by the loving kindness of our cousins who've worked so hard and sacrificed so much to send us those beautiful kite and balloon lanterns, like stars or promises floating in the summer sky.