Rainforest Poem by Naveed Khalid

Of such subtle reality this world,
that e'erything seems but a far-off cry,
no eyes can see beyond the sunrise;
of darkened days my shipwrecked dreams,
besmeared with time in winter cold,
I still behold as marigold in autumn!
of unattended looks in silent hours of soliloquy,
e'ery flower upon a barren heath at sunset,
becharms the skies in loving grace of thy most high deserts,
full glorious sun of our common affairs ere thine unweird eyen:
no dark can e'er illumine under the Archangel's brow,
that crow's quill of laurel wreath thy myrtle crown.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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