I soaked the saffron in the hot water
To color my basmati for the guests I wait
When the rain begin to fall
All petals of the white roses felt
Beneath my feet
But I never stepped them to squeeze their mystery
They remain silent
I remained silent
But I colored them red
And put the star the cross and the crescent in their heart
And kept the diamond to save in the heart of the lotus
The Amen for the rose
The Oum for the lily
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