I AM ALWAYS WITH PALESTINE

Hello Friends,

I hope you are doing well.

The last few weeks have been nothing but painful and heartbreaking. Like many people, my soul has been lost these past few weeks, and it’s cried for the people of Palestine.

As someone with Palestinian roots, I have been hoping and praying nonstop for a beautiful, brighter and better world for my people. They deserve freedom, happiness, love, life and they deserve nothing but the best. I love them so much.

As a writer who writes about things that touch me, I have written a poem that expresses my love for Palestine, how I long for its touch and pray for its beautiful return.

This poem is about Palestine, the people of Palestine, and it’s about freedom. It’s about the beautiful song that is my Palestine.

I hope reading this brings you love and comfort, and I hope you know how much you are loved, so very loved.

The poem can be found down below and it’s untitled for now (update: it’s called ‘I Can Smell The Flowers’):

I Can Smell The Flowers

by Mermaid with Sea-Green Eyes (May Zaben)

‘I can smell the flowers, mother,’ she said serenely

‘I can smell the flowers

I don’t know how long I have waited to smell them but I love them

I can taste how beautiful they sound

I can pinpoint every echo, every love triangle of my ancestors

And I can pinpoint how much they mean to me,

I can also see Haifa from here.

Can you see it, mama?

Can you see it?

I can smell the flowers

I avoid the displacement that is placed onto me and I choose to stay in my homeland.

I choose to shower myself with love

I choose to hope and return

Hope to return

Hope to return

And I love how resilient we are,

Full of pleasure.

I love how rich we are,

Full of love, beauty, paradise, strength

Wit.

I love everything.’

‘I miss you, mama.

I miss you so much I can’t breathe

I just wait for you so we can return together.

Where are you?

Where have you gone, my heart?

I see, with the flowers that hold your spirit

With the beautiful life

You have given me

With the way you have raised me.

I cry so much and hope to return

I want you there with me holding the keys

For a beautiful world

In a free way

And I love you

I wonder where you are and I love you

I hope to return.

Sincerely,

A Palestinian Girl.’

*End of poem*

Sincerely, i want to tell that i love palestine very much and want to free them from israeli palestine.