The Where I live

Paradise Of The Morning Breezeོོ      
     
I live where the steep rocky hills emerge      
With an old river and a tall tower, converge      
Just where the muezzin calls the faithful        
Gather their hearts, under the supreme ruler      
     
Here, i heard the foremost sweet Quranic verses      
With dawn's incense, in the purest breeze immersed      
A holy voice, heartfeltly sending ascending calls      
Into the dark blue sky, from the pious echoing halls      
     
Whereupon i start gathering my self for the way        
Fueled with much more pep, eager for a fruitful day      
Inhaling the nectarous breeze coming from paradise      
Before earth under the sun's glamour would rise      
       
Still is the dusty life, bathed in the morning dew      
Distilled drop by drop from Nature budding anew      
Let me dip my thirsty quill,in every drop to instill      
What Nature inspires me as poet,''Truth to spill ''      
     
PS/ Nature is the genuine book most people still take for granted...when will they      
learn, , when will they open their eyes,...??