On The Wings Of Angels

We rake our gardens with love, and thus like the gardener

We broom

We take time to water ourselves, and thus like the hyacinth

We bloom

Hordes of new Angels whom God created by the fleet

Born to have this moment to kiss her grounded feet

Illustrious visions of serene splendour does see this lover

Her soles land above ground hurrying one foot in front of the other

What can I say about her for whom my heart is not bound to durations

That quick pace supported by angels wings as her toes drip libations

Her dreamy, watery, radiating eyes that breeze

The full moon shies in front of her pair of sparkling seas

So she appears only a dozen times a year

Then like autumn-

Leaves

It’s from الله