The forbidden land (Jerusalem)

In the wilderness of the desert
Down the expanded landscape of
sandy dunes and deserted mountains
Along the bank of River Jordan
the lush green olive trees of
the Valley,  were breathing silently
and resting in their mellow shades
was a wandering soul, who
beyond the predetermined boundaries
of man-made geographical restrictions
was witnessing along the river Jordan
the rapture of this one forbidden land
Where the brick walls and cobbled streets
the olive trees canopying the waterfalls
the dynamic domes and holy minarets and
the pilgrims to the Western Wall. were
all mourning and wailing together
for the sadness from the holy sand
was ever enough to transform them.