Praise

I read of Allah’s Light within, and when i went out to see you, G, was the image of God, or Allah, in the sap coming from the tree?

Resonating, i didnt see God/dess, i saw a tree, I didnt see a tree i saw thee,

As i walked out to see all three, synchronise,

In praise of God/dess’ Glory of morning, and Beauty of Woman,

The image of God/dess, generated within, in my Love of thee