Saturday, April 1, 2017

Waiting For My Beloved

Who on earth waits the longest?
Is it the one who is surest,
Of a hope, carved off delicate faiths!

Beloved! Do I betray,
The holy book in waiting no more,
As it holds the secret
Of a heaven's coming, in patient waiting?

I have finished all prayers,
To the vespers and night hymns!
And you haven't arrived yet,
Can this candle survive the night?

Shall I sleep with a waving shadow,
Of your unkempt hair on my face,
And a newly woven dream opening a door,
To your unlit room through the scents of your attire?

When you are done the duties of this day,
Will you come for a glass of wine?
While you dust your feet at our cabin's door, and-
Undressing your wardrobe to slip into this night,
May you see the door of our dream,
Opened for us to end our ordeal of 'patient waiting'!

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