The blossom on my neighbour's tree
brings cheerfulness to grey mornings.
Passers-by even stop to take photos
With the latest mobile phones.

Like pink snow it starts to fall,
Shrivelling up in the warm sun.
Swept away gently by the wind,
Gone forever.

Overnight falls blessed rain.
Emerald robes soon flutter in the breeze,
Calmly rustling in praise of their Maker
But they too fall lifeless at summer's end.

Why waste life striving for the worthless,
When it lasts for a fleeting moment?
If you desire what is destined to perish,
will you ever find real contentment?

“Your deeds alone are faithful"*
Reflect on the truth of these words.
Hasten to true success and fulfilment
Turn in repentance to the Eternal One.

*Maulana Rumi

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