Under Syrian palms, near the city... the fields
Of grain rustled in the wind, the coolness drifted
Down from the shaded holy mountain,
And the loyal clouds, your friends,
Cast their shadows around you, . a great poem indeed. tony
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Under Syrian palms, near the city... the fields Of grain rustled in the wind, the coolness drifted Down from the shaded holy mountain, And the loyal clouds, your friends, Cast their shadows around you, . a great poem indeed. tony