oh indeed, this flower may be wiltin'
but does it not 'ave had, its flourished days
did it not sway in those gracious ways
how it took part of most true happenings

each loose stitch 'n' emptiness bequiltin'
understandin' of beauty it displayed
its cycle, this message, that it just layed
wonders be shown, right at its beginnings

'tis none but the very truth, it presents
unlike others, who their lies they defend
for the seeds it bares, not as what we sow

not many creations such that creation shows
like to know our hearts, own minds to prevent
..this flower, even while wiltin' does scent..

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..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 18/03/1439