Reflections on Palestine and Resilience

The Night Journey, a light bears witness. And Palestine.

Those present bear witness. They cut down the olive trees, but they did not

die. They are not branches but roots. Bear witness.

Our mother has beautiful patience and prayer. She endures.

The key and the homes bear witness. The voice of truth cried out

freely in the call to prayer. The day they returned, and the birds

bear witness. A child reads the Quran amid the smoke.

The first Qibla and a wall bear witness. Indeed, God's promise

is true, so be patient. Everything

and the steadfast bear witness.