#MysticPoetry
What worth is your palace with tall stone wall Rainbow beams bath in your swimming pool, Four guards watch the palace that never fall And the slave girls dance and sing to keep Your life enchanting, and the wild birds Are raised there to make your heart joyous And cars take you to long-trips every weekend And doctors reach at home to see your pulse Speed, and slave maids wash your legs with Warm water of herbs, and hard to find things Are always at your feet, and french Hairdressers do make your pretty dress, and Persian carpets are laid where you lay asleep But You confirm to me, despite these you That you Have no peace at heart and joy in eyes What value holds your palace, stone-clad, high, Where, spectrum dances within your crystal pool? While, sentinels ensure no fall draws nigh, And young girls sway, your daily life to rule; Cherished birds fill your chambers with their song, And swift cars whisk yo...