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Once Upon A Time, I Lived In Heaven

By Nahida the Exiled Palestinian

17 June, 2012
Uprooted Palestinian

Once upon a time
When I was a little girl
My dreams were wild and colourful
Just like my hair

 

Like all boys and girls

I grew inside a rose

When I was a little girl
I played around
Floating over waterlilies
Bouncing in the shadow of poppies
Hiding under garden leaves
and in my grandma's shawl
Gathering stars

Thumbelina I was called, by my fairy friends
Who often hovered around the hills of Beit Iksa, where angels dwell

Chasing lilac footsteps of my fairy friends
Fluttering my wings,
I flew up up and away
To the high peak of Nabi Samuel

Up there
Close to Heaven
Overwhelmed with the magic of our existence
Astounded by our awareness
Full of adoration

We all fall down
Faces to the ground
Praying
Praising the One who bestowed upon us
The wondrous gift of life

 

At twilight, I made my way down
rolling in a cylinder can
Heading to the home of my grandfather

Under a blanket of sacredness
Little children gathered

Hearts pounding
Eyes open wide
Listening to my grandfather stories
Of men, women and children
With lives of purity
And hearts of gold

In the stillness of the night
We could hear the echo of prophets chanting
Issa, Musa and Muhammed
Hymning psalms of Dawoud
Praying side by side

Enchanted by the grace of Maryam and her son
Bewildered by tales of Yunus, Yahya and Suleiman

We closed our eyes
Slipping into wilderness of dreamland
Where kindness grow on trees
Goodness covers the ground
And love falls from sky
Tantalizing, jut like rain

Colourful words echoed around

YES . . .

Once upon a time

I lived in HEAVEN

Nostalgic, I recall


Nahida is a Jerusalem-born Palestinian refugee living in exile for over 42 years. She was forced to leave her homeland, Palestine at the age of seven during the six-day war. She is a mathematician by profession. She has published two books- I Believe in Miracles, and Palestine, The True Story. Email: [email protected]



 


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