I Am Brave in Heaven

At the beginning my stones reflected
The town in the middle of heaven;
Half an acre was blessed by bravery,
One other half reflected the pillars of duty.
The natural imagination stemmed from countries,
A convulsive heart gained much to reduce.
The grass greenly admired the sky of heaven,
The sea of a world it contained.
The rivers of milk and honey seemed splendid,
As the initial speciality reduced
To form crystals unshakeable,
Towards the horizon so dazzling and boastful.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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