Aesthetic Pantheism Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

In the evenings gathering of the gentle men and women
On a ball at one of the palaces of the count or a duke
Satins and silk with brocades splashing with fans held
In the hands of ladies and young women who have decided
To take hearts by hands and whose maids have tightened their waists
To an utmost and having furs around their necks hiding their pearls
The sprinkling diamonds and silver with gold twinkling on the hands
Steps well taken for the elegant men mostly from the arms
Dukes in the making for the chateau or the country side
The chat is about an invasion or a hunt of the fox

The slim figure of that lady whose neck as if made of white Italian marble
In the tradition of Michelangelo or the Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa
With her hands in silence and divine as if in submission to the nature sweet
The nature when understood is taking good care of the coquetry subtle of the women
Silk from the east and made into a fashion of the day
Like Vermeer’s girl with the pearl earring or a commission by the merchant of Venice
Or the Scarlett when she gets her French hat in velvet and silk from Paris through blockade

The Indian queen of love when the Mogul king gives her the ultimate gift of love
Made of stone unmatchable in the world and craftsmanship
The symbol of love on the bank of the river and in eternal sleep
Topaz, lapis lazuli, Red Rubies and many more with verses from the holy book
With an invitation to the paradise for it is man’s attempt to create one

All are the symbols of aesthetics in the nature of god
The god who has decided to descend and live in the hearts of men and women
Nature’s soft touches and the high society’s love with the fascination of being
Expressed in a polka dance, of the classical Indian, flamenco in Spanish
The enchantment in the desert or around the fire by ancients, tribesman’s drum beat

The god living amongst people in the form of love and in communion with nature
Aesthetic pantheism reflected in human form, endeavor and the living
In the palatial buildings on the earth or in the waterfalls of nature
The soft image of the beloved on the lips of the dear one
In the steps making maze in the head and moved by the heart
The Persian carpet of Isfahan or the curvaceous figure on Nahin
In holding of the hands and in counting of the steps
In the tango on wood floor, the melody of the violin deep
The Beethoven’s ninth symphony or orchestra of Mozart
The flowers in abundance and aromas from the heaven
Champaign and wine sparkling in the crystal with trays made of silver

Aesthetic pantheism is love of the beautiful
Love of the sublime, god’s image reflected
The creed of the great, great like Tolstoy
In his unending stories the elegance portrayed
In words so subtle like the story of my love
With no end coming and beloveds attributes
All the long night talking of fine beauty
A book bigger than Tolstoy I can make
For the last glance of hers with wine so divine
I leave to the wise for wisdom shall fail here
In hearts deep corners I hold your breath
O beloved mine one more time
Like Romeo to the Juliet
Let me kiss the shrine
Of your beauty