The time is the first of Sha'ban, while the first third of February still lingers within the heart of winter's fiftieth in our land. The place is above the meadows of Mafraq, where the plains spread like a carpet of goodness, and the hills bloom with the first flowers of spring.Captain pilot Omar Al-Abadi and First Lieutenant pilot Mohammad Al-Khidir took off in their aircraft, soaring above the clouds, observing the first dewy leaves blooming on the trees of our land. They know this sky well, navigating its paths with ease. How many times had the wind been fierce? How many times had they faced the first breezes of the morning? How many times had they witnessed the sun rise from its eastern cradle as they flew with their wings, traversing our land, knowing it as well as the back of their hands?In the tradition of the Eagles Air Force, there is no place for fear. Their hearts are filled with faith in God, and they believe that the nation can only grow through sacrifice and devotion. Every time they earned a new star, they would seize it from the stars of the morning, which would then be woven into a symbol of pride by a loving mother or a caring sister, adorning them in their military uniforms. The army, the first step of pride and heroism, is where they earned this honor—a pride unmatched in the hearts of the people of the villages and the deserts.A horse may betray its rider, but courage never betrayed them. They were always true to their country and their land. The plane fell, but Omar and Mohammad soared into the sky with wings of brilliance, fragrance, and pride. They ascended above the clouds until they vanished into the sun, like a golden eagle settling in the highest peaks.Peace be upon you, peace upon the martyrs, Captain Omar Al-Abadi and First Lieutenant Mohammad Al-Khidir. Peace upon your pure souls, which have joined the spirits of the martyrs who preceded you—Firas Al-Ajlouni, Mufaq Al-Salti, Ali Al-Hurasis, Ayed Al-Dajjah, Taysir Al-Zyoud, and all the comrades-in-arms who reside in our hearts and memories. They recorded the finest acts of heroism and forever remained witnesses to the eternal meaning of the Jordanian spirit. They passed on, fulfilling their duty, unchanged and unwavering.The Writer: Dr. Mohammad Abdul Karim Al-Zyoud.
The time is the first of Sha'ban, while the first third of February still lingers within the heart of winter's fiftieth in our land. The place is above the meadows of Mafraq, where the plains spread like a carpet of goodness, and the hills bloom with the first flowers of spring.
Captain pilot Omar Al-Abadi and First Lieutenant pilot Mohammad Al-Khidir took off in their aircraft, soaring above the clouds, observing the first dewy leaves blooming on the trees of our land. They know this sky well, navigating its paths with ease. How many times had the wind been fierce? How many times had they faced the first breezes of the morning? How many times had they witnessed the sun rise from its eastern cradle as they flew with their wings, traversing our land, knowing it as well as the back of their hands?
In the tradition of the Eagles Air Force, there is no place for fear. Their hearts are filled with faith in God, and they believe that the nation can only grow through sacrifice and devotion. Every time they earned a new star, they would seize it from the stars of the morning, which would then be woven into a symbol of pride by a loving mother or a caring sister, adorning them in their military uniforms. The army, the first step of pride and heroism, is where they earned this honor—a pride unmatched in the hearts of the people of the villages and the deserts.
A horse may betray its rider, but courage never betrayed them. They were always true to their country and their land. The plane fell, but Omar and Mohammad soared into the sky with wings of brilliance, fragrance, and pride. They ascended above the clouds until they vanished into the sun, like a golden eagle settling in the highest peaks.
Peace be upon you, peace upon the martyrs, Captain Omar Al-Abadi and First Lieutenant Mohammad Al-Khidir. Peace upon your pure souls, which have joined the spirits of the martyrs who preceded you—Firas Al-Ajlouni, Mufaq Al-Salti, Ali Al-Hurasis, Ayed Al-Dajjah, Taysir Al-Zyoud, and all the comrades-in-arms who reside in our hearts and memories. They recorded the finest acts of heroism and forever remained witnesses to the eternal meaning of the Jordanian spirit. They passed on, fulfilling their duty, unchanged and unwavering.
The Writer: Dr. Mohammad Abdul Karim Al-Zyoud.
