The sun prolonged the shadows of mountains
Yours is flock to return by dusk, my country girl!
Red repine and mulberry blue lips ravine
Yours is day gone by, yours a night lit by
Fabled stars of lady, the four legs of cot
Yours is the dog. A protector angel's shale.
Ah! Like myself is the sunlight's morning dew
In doom, and yet the age, for the time is yours,
Evaporate, ethericize, lest the day ends.
Your tomorrow is gone, though you shall live
In future, because we change from bad to worse
From in between, you will take a century or two,
To be again what you are, to be the now, tomorrow.
Sadiqullah Khan
Islamabad
April 28,2014.
Country Girl Leaning against a Ladder by Silvestro Lega (8126 - 1895) Italy @ Wikimedia commons
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