He steals the sea’s pearls, and the earth’s gold bangles and leaves them flowers instead . He told me that people kill to grow gold, but they won’t kill each other to grow flowers.
He steals the river’s joyful ripple to heal the rusty souls.He told me that nothing could rival a song sung by a river infatuated with life.
He steals all evil thoughts and cast on them love spells. He told me ,only magic can wipe them out,the magic of human touch.
He steals mountain’s highness .He told me it will teach man to never yield.
Written by arabian roses