Gamal Abdel Nasser lives as though for ever in your sigh <br />For the land, the air, pride, truth, traditions high <br />And behold a cry! we look into a deep blue sea <br />For tranquil eyes to weep, and none sarted to see <br /> <br />The saints sit in the glare of the dimmed light <br />Guarding the endless stream of the clear white <br />Slain for the soul's salvation where all day <br />There's in our dreams, the Prophet passed upon a way <br /> <br />At least it wasn't your imagination, I hear them console <br />I touch those loveshakes now on the whole <br />How they do curse and deny the War <br />The endurance of primal savagery so far <br /> <br />And now a divine voice in ethereal praise <br />Free all aching hearts for singing days <br />For a lost Atlantis that leaves no sign <br />That one might trace the form above the line<br /><br />Ahmad Shiddiqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-4-2/
