Almanac Poem by Naveed Khalid

Of revealed looks at midnight lease this world,
shows not the least part of thee,
full blown pride of her glorious days be made new
of thought so insidious in autumn;
filled with stars of thy most high deserts,
cup-shelled leaves on white swan's ethereal Wing,
beside the oak, first falling winter snow!
fell from myrtle in my bed of crimson joy
hath her night-long love in the grey evening;
while they led me through the door of rosemary garden,
in subtle reality of the mind my shipwrecked dreams:
the sun of our common affairs away from high heavens!
needest not in nurslings of immortality that man-in-the-moon,
I could see him tending the flocks upon the sand dunes,
half-measured looks from afar in rose-coloured glasses,
threw a nous of light in thy presence alone,
e'ery flower upon a barren heath the wall on high,
cow's shed in summer's prime by thatch-eaves is run,
of crowqui'l such darling buds of may, our little john,
awakes me from slumbers deep under the Archangel's brow.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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