Why art thou pale <br />and sad and sick... <br />carrying no happy thought with thee... <br />why lost thy vigor <br />and zeal and zest <br />casting shadows- <br />dark and deep <br />but mixed with somber evening shine <br />like a death-bed patient's parting smile <br />shedding never- ending grief; <br />though I perceive <br />thy daily death is no mishap <br />but Nature's game of hide and seek <br />of sinking day and rising night. <br />It seems to me <br />thou hast the breath of God in thee <br />for solacing the cloudy hearts... <br />now comfort me, my heart and soul, <br />the world hast never seen!<br /><br />Shahzia Batool<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-descending-sun/
