Mortal Garden Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Tenderly, the rain shower woke up the ailing sea.
From its long slumber, and the beach birds
Of all colours sailed to their task towards Lake Erie.
And around the coast, far and wide, water lilies
Geared up their eyelids to entertain balmy kisses.
Of the twilight glow, together with it, I heard
An early voice of the rising day, that hastily
Spread above to kiss the circle of the sun, and
Beyond that solemn voice was an amazing tale,
A sound fluorescent, and important one.
Then, from the mountainside, an uproar rose up.
Tougher is to define in the mortal tongue.
The holy mysteries that have indeed woken up
Every living thing, from the blue heavens to the earth down.
And now listen! the appealing things conferred
To the earth, some are out of human reason.
And power, to them we claim our own.
They are all divine and, indeed, the human
Role is like that of a keeper of a fruitful but mortal garden.