When I was your dream <br />In piercing sun rays that had <br />Eaten up shadows <br />Folding back on the surface of earth <br />That looked like a silver plate <br />Reflecting so to the depth of skies <br />Infinity had given color blue <br />The lazy clouds in bright white <br />Nests of birds on some trees <br />The first ray of spring had touched <br />Hidden heart of the bud of flower <br />The thin legs like they break <br />Antelope's dismay naught eyes wide <br />The cave was a visit to mystery <br />Spooky dark by the smoke <br />Some saint might of longing <br />Sick of the world in isolation <br />Fancy was the rite of love <br />When the dead lived up the hill <br />To recreate life resurrect <br />I drink from your lips the elixir <br />I grow like roots in the woods <br /> <br />16/1/2010 <br />Islamabad<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roots-in-the-woods/
