Outside the City Where the Pomegranates Grow,

Outside the city where the pomegranates grow, I begin to wonder under a ruddy tree The field of grass is caressed by the suns ultimate glow All is so beautiful I wish it would stay, to never flee This view of celestial proportion Will replenish my spirit and make me strong Even though I’m enriched I wish for a devotion A soul who will stand by, whom I will belong My hope starts to fade As I look upon the horizon I know there is a future for one I’ve prayed A friend that cannot be replaced, he is the only one. For now I sit under the pomegranate tree My soul can wait In the start of a new dawn When I have found my true fate My love I will share and fawn But until then I will gladly sit and dream I have things to do and shouldn’t conspire I will wait and not be of despair, but remain in a gleam Over my desire.