My Rose Garden Fragrant Forever

In the perilous depths where the air alone is what parched water craves

Under the chandeliering shimmer of sun lit sapphire

Dancing in the waves

The last poem was written by hand

All messy next to a dolphin - No, a boat

Over isles caressing the forenoon wind as we float

Over to the other side of being

Of true love’s moat

In the ocean of my heart

Thy name is written by a different Angel every night

With it’s own peculiar handwriting

And it’s own particular sight

It’s from الله