O Tree of art!
let me give you
ample sunshine.
Let me give you
plenteous water,
I pray you grow
tall and wide,
I pray your branches
grow day and night,
I pray you bear
fruits bright, but
be cautious, make
sure your branches
don't cross boundaries
of sharia, For beyond
its boundaries thier
is blazing hell fire.
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I would like to translate this poem
Overstepping the boundaries will invite dangers... Each one is allowed a particular territory, beyond which we are not supposed to go. This is applicable not only to trees, but more to human beings... A poem with a deeper meaning! Enjoyed!