My Palestine

My Palestine
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 My Palestine

 by Lilas Taha

Olive Trees Bethlehem

Olive Trees Bethlehem (Photo credit: amanderson2)

She lounged lazily under an olive tree one warm afternoon, digging her bare toes in the rich soil under her feet. Glorious vibrant hair danced in the light breeze, spreading her earthly scent in all directions. She threw back her head in rapturous song, her voice saturated with love as deep as the roots of the tree she sat under.

Come. Share my happiness!

Attuned creatures gravitated to her side, drawn in by her magical pull. They kneeled in front of her, submitting to her heavenly power. Shoulder-to-shoulder, they courted.

Give us a dance.

She yawned and pushed herself up. The bright-colored scarf draped on her shoulders slipped to her fingers. She wrapped it around her hips. She twirled and dipped to the beat of drums rhyming in her head.

Hummingbirds, butterflies, even flamingoes were jealous.

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Give us a hug.

She stretched her arms wide, welcoming eager crowds.

They flocked enthusiastically, pushing against each other, toppling her down on her back and climbing over her.

She giggled. Too much love!

Ants crept up her legs, across her fertile womb, over her innocent bosom and reached her lips.

Give us a kiss.

Shaking her head, she tried to brush them off her face. They clung to her eyelashes. She tried to swat them away with her hands. They hid inside her nose.

I can’t breath!

Ravens, hawks, and eagles perched on the branches above her head watched.

Help me!

They swooped down and pecked at the ants.

A shadow of a large creature loomed over them. It approached, placed a hooved foot over each of her arms, pinning her. It swung something in the air and brought it down with brutal force.

The winged creatures flew away.

It swung again, and again, and again until nothing was left but her scarf-covered hip; one strip black, one white, one green, edges tucked under a red triangle.

My Palestine.

(Lilas Taha is the author of “Shadows of Damascus”, a contemporary novel inspired by current events, and can be reached through her website at  http://lilastaha.com)

 

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