Tapestry Tree Poem by nagamuthu osho

There stands my mute
Fiend, my mystic flute
Whose songs carry us to Heaven!
Hail! adieu my hospice haven
Sheer peace thy shade!
Sheen roots thy facade
Routes of thee connects eternal glory
Ravine thy blest birth aye fairy
Endless thine onus thee allay
Endless thine love flows sally
Lilt Thou Art! stands as tapestry!
Visions of thou ming in mystery
Fain! I lain vain under thy lap
Frith ye pours, pure thy sacred sap.