Promise of the Pomegranates

Outside the city where the pomegranates grow, where a heart is free and the sky is wide where time is slow like a rivers flow and the crow that flies is your only guide In orchards wild and row upon row the pomegranates grow in the countryside. Such dreams of peace relieve the crush And guide the sweep of the painter's brush. Outside the city where the four winds blow Prolific with seeds the pomegranates grow And when in winter all covered in snow the promise of spring and summer bestow Outside the city where the pomegranates grow I wait with the wisdom inside that I know That seasons may come, or seasons may go And the winds of change may toss us and blow But in our hearts is a place we may go Outside the city where pomegranates grow First Line Prompt Julia Ward N/ A’d