When thy flying horse swings <br />Towards the city, <br />The drummers many <br />And songs on lips of children and old <br />Fill the air. <br />O thank the stars <br />Their guiding light <br />The rays of the sun <br />Upon the bridge of gold <br />Thy royal hand <br /> <br />When thou seest dreams <br />Like flames upon the altar shine, <br />And hear the lullaby of nature <br />Then thy shield will be the <br />Suspended red harvest moon, <br />Under the canopy <br />Of open blue skies <br /> <br />I have found <br />the images of love, <br />my tears fell <br />with the dews of morn <br />and dried <br />when dark didst trance the sky <br /> <br />In sleep <br />I walked forlon <br />Till the cold winds ushered <br />The sun lit morn <br />The verse once started <br />With colours <br />From the rainbow <br />Swept my pages <br />Like dancing waves from the sea <br /> <br />What have I done? <br />My knightly prince <br />See, <br />My heart of gold <br />Burns in deserts and wild <br />Love was the sign I followed <br />To that tavern, <br />Where the cups filled with wine, <br />The tears of my nectar of love, <br />Fill up <br />Brim to brim <br /> <br />Nay, do not say, <br />Thy horse with wings <br />Will swing <br />There for the last time <br />Bless me <br />with arms outstretched <br />with banners in benediction <br />brighter than the <br />brightest silks of Peshawar. <br /> <br />In verse and songs <br />Sweep me in thy arms <br />Sculpt me as thou will <br />Colour me with thy brush <br />Slow and slow <br />Slow the love <br />The love that shall remain <br />Forever. <br />Yes ever <br />ETERNALLY <br /> <br />30-01-2009 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />.<br /><br />ANJALI SINHA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eternally-6/
