Love Letter to Palestine

Dear homeland

I speak to you from the spirit of my displacement, about my longing for every corner of the city I love, and my many attempts to return after the occupation prevented it, the obstacles it placed, and the threats of no return.

Isn't it unfair that I live in a country other than your embrace?

However, my faith and the hope that you planted in me since childhood remain as long as olives and thyme remain.

I have repeatedly tried to rearrange my papers to comprehend the woes of war that accompany you, my homeland, and I could not. My only consolation is that the things that are happening now are not by my will, and my options have become limited like any other person who will meet his death in this war, but your love for my homeland is engraved and will remain immortal.

Your love, Asmaa