From their tombs grow trees
whose roots rave soil and bone
while limbs crave soul's thin being
Brave the caves, their adornment,
and find every prayer replied,
but more, the essence of blessing--
the feeling of being life, itself
Visit the tombs, touch the trees,
be free of own self being,
and so being, be a blessing unsurpassable,
thus prepared for thy cremation
*In Honor of Ibn al-Arabi, whose tomb has no tree.
See Yvonne Seng, Men in Black Dresses
