thing called hope

in time 

i hope palestine

will remind you 

of a thing called hope: 

through words you showed

me everything; the olive trees 

the arid valleys, lush green villages

Bethleham's cobbled quiet alleys;

stars so bright
against the night

sky, the gold dome 

and tears in the early morn

interrogation:  

the weary complication 

of a dire situation

-resilience-

so many stories 

so many lessons 

to be learned

so much I yearned 

to be there with you, to see- 

though I live vicariously 

through you and though

every character 

I create, 

for every story that I make 

up in my head

see I've already led 

a million lives, 

I've already journeyed 

through a million different times

the beauty of imagination 

the joy of fascination

-the practise-
(you: the storyteller)
(me: the writer)

in time 

I hope palestine 

will remind you 

of a thing called hope
-beauty and love-