Flowers by J. T. Watson

The smell of Jasmine floating in the evening air

The sky meets the top of the date palms swaying

A Marigold orange glow between the horizon and the fading blue sky

The day is ending and time is moving on.

Close your windows and cover your pots.

Gather your children inside.

The crackle of the Rose petals beneath your feet on your way in

The scent of Lavender soothes your mind and takes you away.

Away to a place where some will return and others will remain.

That place is with Allah.