Waiting
You and I, we’ve manifested another piece of art
A product of stringing pearls that drip from the heart
My blood dried up and transmuted into the dust of red paint
Mixing with the sweat of my brow to create new texture up high
Such impressions of beauty cause even the Angels to faint
Embroidering crimson hues, gems adorn the azure sky
Do you know my love.
Off the cold lakes.
Over the mountains.
Dancing with crystal hues.
I am waiting.
It’s from الله
