In my years of living in the wonderful deserts of Bahrain and Saudi Arabia one of my memories is the visits to the Tree of Life in the desert of Bahrain, a tree that thrives despite no water source, and within the designated area of the supposed garden of Eden, thus adding more mystique to its official moniker, Tree of Life. To me, it is an ideal location, theme and topic for a simple but profound tanka.
when your first leaf
pushed through sand
Joan of Arc was being burnt
at the stake, in front of crowds
-tree of peace and silence