To Be With My Beloved Ever
To Be With My Beloved
Now I must leave this disquiet and noisy hut,
And go in the open where my beloved walks -
With unfolded locks and with veiled steps -
Wading through the mellow musical currents,
The moon shines through the darkness,
Leading me to the dawn of day,
Soft gentle morning breeze carries her fragrance
On it's wings to proclaim to me the path,
Leading to her quiet home,
And the willow trees are bowing low,
The Chinar branches are swaying,
Spraying incense on my path,
How freshening the fragrance of this cooling night!
How the soul fills with delightful music!
In this true place of peace and harmony!
I can scarcely grasp the ecstasy I get!
Yet, I would shun a thousand nights like this,
If my darling granted my prayer to be with her ever
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mystical