Beneath The Great Morus, Slow Steps Take Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Beneath the great Morus, slow steps take,
Where Robin sings on lavender his soulful song.
You too move towards those springs, shake
Your wings and with dear Robin go along.
The pinkish buds may delight your longing eyes,
So slowly walk, the heavenward is pretty fair,
And robin's song fills voidness in clear skies,
His beloved too listens from the pine up there.
Pause, pen your thoughts on chaotic scenes,
Some are lingering and some gorgeous;
Between robin and morus create new dreams,
In slow steps, for you and florence.
So walk, let nature's charms your soul enclose,
And in every step, may a world of calm repose.