The Flower That Once Has Blown Forever

Here's To The Man Who Owns The Land That Bears The Grapes That Makes The Wine That Tastes As Good As This Does.

The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever Dies.

Why Ponder Thus The Future To Foresee, And Jade Thy Brain To Vain Perplexity? Cast Off Thy Care, Leave Allah’s Plans To Him – He Formed Them All Without Consulting Thee.

The Flower That Once Has Blown Forever Dies.

I Came Like Water, And Like Wind I Go.