A palm tree stands in the middle of Rusafa,
Born in the West, far from the land of palms.
I said to it, “How like me you are, far away and in exile,
in long separation from family and friends.
You have sprung from soil in which you are a stranger;
and I, like you, am far away from home.”
Nearly a whole term into university, and still homesickness reigns supreme. Mind you, only 10 days left...