"Liberty", Los Angeles Times in 2001, taken at Yan Khunis, Gaza
The ground below trembles.
With the rumbling of a thousand creatures.
The footfalls of numerous demons.
As I meet the distant horizon.
Fantasy meets reality in my eyes.
The world changes with every mile.
Green to black, and then to pure white.
As I move on tirelessly without respite.
The waters churn over sprawling mountains.
Fires below shoot embers, ruby red, and rain
Them into the moist blue air.
enraptured by the weightlessness, I glide, overpowered.
Over uncharted territories I soar gently away.
With the sublime beauty beneath to keep my horrors at bay.
No known destination, just beautiful sights and a mysterious aura.
Enduring all catastrophes, unlike me, moving on with all her troubles.
Over uncharted territories of freedom I fly on.
No wish to ever stop, no memory of where I belonged.
Making my way over the alien lands.
Beautiful, transcendent, deep and overwhelmingly free.