The *Cedrus libani* stands tall
Against the white limestone wall
You hold the glass by the rim
While the blue moonlight grows dim
Tension in the narrow waist
Slowing down the frantic haste
Sifting through the heavy air
Finding gold beyond compare
Golden sand on the terrace floor
Slipping through an open door
Watch the heavy minutes fall
Tracing lines against the wall
The *Phoenix dactylifera*
Brings a scent of old chimera
You track the flow with your eye
Underneath a velvet sky
Tension in the narrow waist
Slowing down the frantic haste
Sifting through the heavy air
Finding gold beyond compare
Golden sand on the terrace floor
Slipping through an open door
Watch the heavy minutes fall
Tracing lines against the wall
The soil is rich and it's deep
Where the ancient secrets sleep
I prune the leaf with a blade
While the golden rivers fade
Golden sand on the terrace floor
Slipping through an open door
Watch the heavy minutes fall
Tracing lines against the wall
You flip the glass with a grin
Letting all the hours begin
I touch the root in the clay
Counting down the end of day
Golden sand on the terrace floor
Slipping through an open door
Watch the heavy minutes fall
Tracing lines against the wall
The *Rosa damascena* glows
Where the cooling river flows
The grains are gone in a blink
Faster than a heart can think
Golden sand on the terrace floor
Slipping through an open door
Watch the heavy minutes fall
Tracing lines against the wall
Just a pile of yellow grit.
Wait for the moon to stay lit. One grain.
Just one.
