Crafted with love in traditional ink and pen, this elegant verse on the cypress draws inspiration from the timeless poetry of Rumi ; When your sorrow rises in my heart, O graceful cypress, My body, like the cypress, rises—soul and heart torn apart.
I suppose I stand before you, yet in your presence, I’m lost— For when the truth reveals its face, all illusions depart.
Pass once through this worldly garden, O envy of spring— So that the autumn may rise from the blooming rose’s heart