Palmyra Tree

The Palmyra tree tall and slim
Swings in the cold gentle breeze
A loner witness many -

Men love with terms
Set budding roses in the vase
Counterfeit closeness sees pale petals
Search they weed and not beauty

Leaving palace of holy heart
Go to temple with impiety
Play with words of no faith
Sow they seeds of flirt

Friendship bleeds water from the vein
The heart of our beloved tears the blood
Cloud in autumn has made air heavy
But no sign of rain

The journey will soon end with
Complexly incompleteness
Flowers will drop from the stem unlooked
There midnight will shine with full moon bright

Sun the ocean of courage
Brightens the moon in full
Air the ocean of conscience
Carries the scent of henna

Moss the ocean of tender
Holds the orchid in heart
Sea the ocean of refuge
Hugs the river in deep

These passions of inaction in action
Clean the dusts of fear of loss
Unfold the petals of fruitless desires
Blooms the flower of love forever