Sharing a very moving poem titled “Goodbye, Lebanon” by May Ziadeh -

Goodbye, Lebanese mountains.

I’m going far
 from your pink rose garlands,
 your bright red satin strawberries.

Egypt called in a serious voice,
 and already my boat’s rocking
 bears new fruit—

But sea, whisper your lullabies
 please, because I hurt so much.
 Soft waves of home, sob for me.

Don’t go away so quickly, my love.
 Leaving you, my chest is all wound,
 wholly tender.”