A Compassion Arises! Poem by AFFAQ NABI

This tall Cedar green of forest;
O God! so hard,
This monolith of marble; that nature build,
This rocky stream, rushing down with methos,
Not dependent to any one, but to the nature.
This pleasent bed of daisies and daffadils,
Aah, florescent red, His majesty made,
Wearing such a descent dress,
And a making a moan with winds of change.
And this evening of falcon, performing on the azure horizon, will soon land down.
And then, there will be a convoy of pink candles;
As like us; the pretty girls,
In the wedding gown's, with
springly curls,
Aah, wonder is this harmony; a compassion arises....