Autumnal - Poem by Naveed Khalid
O no! not least howe'er to my mind still in winter cold,
Every star that outshines in white bier to brave thine eye,
Awakes me to this world, alas, but in dumb despair;
Away from what, too, shall grow old in summer's prime,
And leave me there where I still am loitering around,
Unlooked for love my Lord's light I hath lived to this day:
Yet not a line from out of sight my dark can e'er illumine,
The broken mirror of a hundred shadows by thy grave,
Of no compare by looking what you'll nothing find;
Everything so fair by fair creatures born, not so real,
Nor what I write to thy embassage, be worthy of thy praise,
That I may claim as well to be One with thee alone.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date Created: Tuesday, May 20,2014 12: 20: 30 PM
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