In this land… Songs of History “Nine”

In the eons deep folds of ancient sand,

Where time’s whispers weave through the land,

Palestinian souls, etched in history’s song,

Their tale unfolds, enduring and strong.

From olive groves to the minaret’s call,

Echoes of prophets, words enthral.

In Jerusalem’s heart, a mosaic of time,

Where faith and struggle intertwine.

Through orchards vast, and cities old,

Their stories told, in threads of gold.

In Gaza’s streets, where voices rise,

Resilient spirits under azure skies.

In the dance of Dabke, steps echo true,

Binding hearts in rhythms anew.

From Jenin’s hills to Bethlehem’s star,

Legacies written, near and far.

Yet, amidst the strife, they stand serene,

Guardians of dreams, yet to be seen.

For in every tear, a hope whirls,

In every struggle, a strength unfurls.

In the poetry of exile, their voices soar,

Across borders, they seek no more.

For Palestine breathes in every sigh,

A testament to courage, reaching high.

In the tapestry of time, their story’s told,

In every verse, a truth to hold.

For though empires rise, and empires fall,

Palestine endures, standing tall.