Forty years after her family fled religious persecution, I accompany the singer on a journey back to her birthplace — Tur Abdin, the "Mountain of the Servants of God," in the remote highlands of eastern Turkey.

In this ancient land between the Euphrates and Tigris, we come face to face with the fragility of all that is earthly and the vanishing traces of our cultural heritage. As the river are risen, swallowing the world’s oldest settlements, a handful of monks remain, guarding the sanctuaries of early Christianity.

A heavy silence hangs over the steppes near the Syrian border, until Maria’s voice breaks through, singing in Aramaic. Her song within these crumbling walls stirs something long forgotten: a memory of harmony lost to time.

Called by Monk Shimun, she embraces the mystical power of sound, using the resonance of this ancient language to breathe new life into the forgotten art of sound healing.

Standing among the ruins of her ancestors, she comes to a quiet realization — her search for a home in this world will never be fulfilled. And yet deep within, the sense of a true home reverberates.