nutral expression

A Tree standing on a desert
waiting for a day of service
pounding is the alone heart
asking for his lord a mercy
god does or doesn't come
will be there till last heartbeat

branches are dry leaves are fallen
can burn itself to give heat
can light itself to spread light
no sofas, no comfortable beds
has a lap of steam to let him sleep
tree will be there lonely in the sand
lord is the one to make the dicision
come around or he will run
depends upon the steps what he takes

restless will be the soul for forever
nobody got the pass to enter into the core
will always be same in its position
no for newcomers no any fustration
return of the lord isn't the expectation
neither is the thrust for an ocean
tree will be there roots will be there
no movements for its satisfaction
memories of god, for the beloved
will go on, never will be solved...