Wishing upon a star…
This weekend, if we’re lucky, we’ll get to witness a specatculary stunning scene…up to 150 shooting stars per hour…I’d be wishing for this anonymous author’s dream to come true:
That all our children can have a better childhood and future than that of ours.
To fly around and know exactly the meaning of being free.
To be able to roam in my own country with no fear or peril and be the one to choose where to go, and not the checkpoints.
To able to go with to the Mediterranean Sea with friends.
To be able to reach Akka.
To see the oranges of Jaffa, the beaches of Haifa, the mountains of Safad and the grapes of Hebron.
To taste the fish of Gaza, live the nature of Toolkarm, and visit the mosques [and churches] of Jerusalem.
To see Marj Ibn Amer green again.
To see children playing a game rather than Israelis and Palestinians.
To see one marrying another for pure love and not because they both have the same identity card.
To wake up calm and feel peace in the air.
To see a smile on an old man’s face.
To see smiles replacing frowns.
To see tears dry up, wounds clot and sorrows fade.
To see people in camps, places sweltering with the sun of injustice but cold of tragedy, flourish again.
That all prisoners living under the darkness of torture will be able to see sunlight again and return to their homes, so the yellow faces of their mothers would shine again!
The dream to see complete sunrise not blocked by the wall.
To see the wall, a gray gloomy monster filled with hatred and injustice, falling and torn apart like a piece of cloth.
That Eilat will be Um Rashrash, Tel Aviv will be Tal El Rabi and Shkeim will be Nablus again.
To see all refugees able to put their keys in their locks and get back to where they’re originally from.
To feel that our country does exist.
To see memories shared and a free Palestine declared.
What will you be wishing for…!?
