In a barren desert a wandering history hanker
Explored an old Roman route
Where once travelled huge trade caravans
Beside the road there was a minaret and a dome
With a traditional crescent on top
Signifying glory and valor
That path led to a beautiful remarkable tree
Tall, lush green with shady septet branches
Standing alone in the desolation
Strangely without any surrounding shrubs or bushes
With an aura of sacred ambiance and blessings
Where time seemed to stop and become free
It had witnessed the experience of that precious moment
When a Caravan from far away arrived
Tired, thirsty Forty men and ten camels
Accompanied with a very special person
Who was about to change the order of worlds
With metaphysical light of faith, in an instant
It immediately recognized the divine sacred soul
Who was under the shade of a small cloud
It's long leafy branches bent with honor
To offer shade, shelter and affection
Since then it became a living legend of love and respect
Showing companionship for centuries to come
Remember, conquerors burn down lands into ashes
Demolish Buildings, take all riches and lives
If you desire eternal love then prepare to surrender
As idols of ego and pride, buildings of arrogance and self esteem
Armies of anger and hatred, nobles of fear will all be perished
After which mystical light and fragrance spreads everywhere
Dr. Ayesha Azam Khan
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