A poem for Gaza: “The walls are around me not within me”

The walls are around me not within me.

The walls around me I cannot see: I see beaches, waves and ocean blue wind.

The walls around me I cannot feel: I touch the wild beasts of the night who howl to my other self.

The walls around me I cannot taste: I taste sweet water, dates and olives, and my true loves kiss.

The walls around me I cannot hear: the drum beats of my heart echo to the rhythms of days long past and of nights long spent in laughter and movement.

A fire burns within me and I remember you. I cry out at night and smile in my heart. The dawn brings hope but by night I am alone. I crave your touch and I miss your song. My heart cannot be contained, nor trapped, nor caged. I remember you. I am free.

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