My Precious Flower

 

Earth’s morning just at dawn in air so smooth and cool

Fresh a scent that sweeps the senses tickling the soul to wake

Reluctant rays of golden sun that warm without a rule

The song of birds, the dance of butterflies decorates the sky

 

Leaves and grass so green, float fiercely in the whirly winds and wells

Kibbling streams that rush stone to stone from up to under

Roses red of depth opening up to spread their scent in bewitching spells

Tender strings of jasmine, sweet and white as an innocent bride

 

Past and present, poured into another in a magic realm of the beyond

To feel the forest, to taste the rain, to walk on clouds and then to fly

Majestic mountains grand and strong, facing storms; and form a bond

to take a chance; to attack and seize its power, to reach oh so high

 

Oh my precious flower, thine scent has captured me in trance

From the very first moment my eyes laid upon you, I strive

Your beauty has captivated my soul swaying it to you in dance

I don’t know how I can resist you, when my dreams come to life

 

If I pluck you, you will be mine for so short a time

As autumn comes and winter goes, thou will fade and die

Only when dried, thou will stay safe in my hands, or is it a crime?

Though when dried, thine scent will fade, but not goodbye

 

Or shall I leave you, flying in the wind, free from being hold

Dancing in the air, free from all, till the season wavers and goes

Peeking now and then for just a heavenly scent taken so bold

Safe from the final Judgment which will come upon and flows

 

Yet my eyes cannot banish your picture from their vision

My soul had already tasted your scent, too late to forget

Am I doomed to linger between this prison and indecision?

Every moment I crave for your presence enriching me, not yet

 

Maybe in the Here-after will I have my final everlasting chance

To be locked in your embrace, and drowned in your eyes

Then everything will fade away, this time you’re not just a glance

Alisar Baroud