LONGING

I am a child of a corner where dry climate and flowing natural water are in my lap,

A place full of greenery.

My character has been shaped by the effects of the harsh climate,

My temperament has matured with the reflection of the colors of endless fruits.

In a house with a ceiling of wooden and a floor of soil,

I have been intertwined with life...,

My feelings are squeezed between two woods,

My soul has opened up to eternity to be satiated.

When I counted the cracks on my mother's hands and feet,

My heart ached, I felt motherly love more deeply, the supreme of loves...

My heart was twisted and cracked like my mother's hands,

I said sincerely; I am the child of this soil, this mother...

Then I prayed to The Lord Who Created;

Thank God I hear and understand you,

I love mother, father and sister with the love you gave,

Again with your name I taste every kind of pain that will be endured and that will not be endured…

July 31, 1977
Kayseri