Fleeting days fly
Yet time does not stay
The juice of fond thoughts
Flowing through scented gardens
To lay at my heart’s feet
The sweetness of its journey’s gatherings
Like ambrosia giving youth and length
To days of ancient gods
You bring reincarnation
To the happiest of my secret places
A reprieve for my nomadic soul
Passing days pay only tribute
You they make a colossus
Towering high in the very centre
Of my thirsting soul.

Image by Fraser Price