It was a transition of my body from one country to the other. I felt pain in my shoulders as I dragged around my heavy bag, and I felt unease in my soul as I left my "loneliness" behind me and came back to be surrounded with dozens of friends and relatives.
It was a complicated kind of restlessness and anxiety, I felt like a nomad ever since I left my house in Istanbul until got to my parent's house in Amman. But even after I got rid of the suitcase and the "stuff" I still felt lost and tired.
When I crossed the narrow sidewalk towards you, when I saw the slight quiver in your eyebrows when you recognized my face in the crowd, then, only then I felt that I was finally home.
فلتأذن لي بأن أراك
وقد خرجت مني وخرجت منك،
سالماً كالنثر المصفى
على حجر يخضر أو يصفر في غيابك.