Which of the beauteous creatures <br />Will be this night an animal to write with me? <br />My beasts are all clawing at my door ledge, <br />Knowledge escapes from the evening. <br /> <br />This night was a number of wonders, <br />A baby has more special joy and heaven, <br />But it looked innocent by the way it stared, <br />The knowing distinction became embedded <br />So fast and far they were becoming too many. <br /> <br />This night a whirl arose, wings of the flower <br />Were petals, their heraldry seemed the bosom, <br />And it could fly to pretend and enjoy, <br />Knowledge became sparse and I was a flower <br />This evening, the very same heap of gold and pearls.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauteous-knowledge/
