Blue Cavern Poem by Naveed Akram

Engrossed in shrubbery that gleams,
An absurd picture of blue has been,
Rocky chambers of rock define the air,
And echoes of solemn messaging line
The presence of this cavernous mine.

The hair of its schedule align accordingly,
Fitting the mud and stones, the moss of songs,
Filling minds with mild attitudes of plants,
Fixing the nails of nature in the young array,
So that blindness is a duty of the past.

My rocks are blue-green in this passage
Of splendour and grace, a rocky joy
Is suppressed by an evil mind, but good
Has to fear the swarms of the tide;
In this lift of the world at bay a truth resides.