through Sangiran Early Man Site, in vain <br />Nightingale dream a princess came to garden again <br />of stopping out, you still can call shining soul <br />what shall she say, that it's been lovable? <br /> <br />Ingres walked under the glowing wings <br />of Hope the ever-present, and hark, shepherd sings <br />to that luminous chance found overflow in tone <br />though only echoes lingered, genuine forms had flown <br /> <br />again possess the mountain, the poet's dream <br />to kindle in the hearts of Saponaria, the gleam <br />and all the cycled clouds failed at last <br />now resurrected in her revived past <br /> <br />unseen by children, but loved for the sign <br />not what Riga sees or feels or touches in line <br />her devotion outlines nostalgia in our day <br />lighting the topaz with a piercing ray<br /><br />Ahmad Shiddiqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ballad-4/
