“This road leads to Jerusalem.”

Crowds of Gaza's sons and daughters walking along Al-Rashid Street, as if they are treading the very same path of return that they have been denied for decades. Dust rises, hearts tremble between loss and certainty, and eyes overflow with tears that know the meaning of patience. Faces worn out by displacement, yet they smile as if embracing a new dawn after a long night.
It is not just a road between south and north, but a road between wound and hope, between rubble and life.
Their steps on the asphalt are as if writing the anthem of return, and the voice of the man filming the scene carries the prophecy of the Palestinian in his blood: “This road leads to Jerusalem.”
As if the universe is listening to that sentence and trembling at it, for this is not a fleeting return… this is the beginning of the story that God promised the patient ones would end in victory.