The affection
Of pens to their length,
Of Paper to its words,
Of Words to their letters,
Of letters to their salt
The affection
Of birds to their nests,
Of nests to their trees,
Of trees to their leaves,
Of leaves to their water
The affection
Of beds to their covers,
Of covers to their cotton,
Of cotton to its colors,
Of colors to their flame
The affection
Of curtains to their hangers,
Of hangers to their poles,
Of poles to their walls,
Of walls to their windows,
Is like the affection
Of my nation to its freedom
Faiha Abdulhadi
30-3-2002
Ramallah
Written by : Faiha Abdulhadi
Translated by: Tamer Abughazaleh