Submitted by : admin on Allah's Creations

The falling leaf from the weeping tree that falls like a sad lost soul,
Belonged to a tree that bowed and prayed, obeying and forgiving.

The earth in which the tree had grown like a warm and loving home,
Designed with care and in the air, a breath for all that’s living.

The clear cool drops that drop with beauty from a sky with infinite might,
Belonged to a sky, where somewhere high, it’s just another jewel.

A chain of wonders and lamps at a never ending height.
A living world beyond myths and stories, a life of light and fuel.