Rooted Routes

Who walked this wide expanse
last [[night]], opened by waxing [[light]],
and sang a fragrant [[line]]?

Or fell to their knees on the sand,
covered in silver time,
to feel the beating earth [[through]]
this forehead, or later pressed it
to that tree at the entrance
simply to thank all the forest
for how it smelled, how it smelt
this [[self]] and drew forth
what can[[not]] change from a [[heart]]
that hears only constancy,
turning in its timeless tempo
to touch the [[moon]]'s message:

There is only [[truth]].

Traces

• Allah's is the east and the west

• The roots and branches