For on that coral bank, turned gently old <br />Maturing gorgeous broods and may enfold <br />Then the recurring cadence orchid supreme new <br />Above freedom's jangled strains and so it grew <br /> <br />And may immortal love illumine more and more <br />One delves into the instinct's vast vein of ore <br />And if we marvel, how its findings bind <br />Posterity lives in the Centaur mind <br /> <br />Alas! that warrior withheld the pledge <br />Bard eternal, the word is as a ledge <br />I trace my own ancestry back through Pakistan <br />No longer is your posture wierd and new <br /> <br />Simón Bolívar spoke, and now hear the voice of Julliet <br />And a young girl proves sincerity through a leaflet <br />Take home these candies from ashes and from tears <br />They are the blossoms of our victorious years<br /><br />Ahmad Shiddiqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-6-2/
