And Then Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

And Then



And then I surpassed thee, master of verse
A leaden word, a labored line
I neither sang, nor I danced to your rhythm
I did not break the relics, I did not go
Away from myself, I did not chant
I did not react, to your broken reed, to
The nature, to all the noises and memories
Which I have gathered from the dusty paths
Of the past. I let the future fizzle.
I just held my eyes closed
And in a fraction of a second
I was all, everything and nothing
I was just there and Present
And my hands had embraced
All compassion, all love, and all Times.

-On a Rumi verse

Sadiqullah Khan
Peshawar
August 8,2013.

Saturday, October 5, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Image: Thursday night Gustavo Dudamel conducted the Los Angeles Philharmonic in Richard Strauss’ “Alpine Symphony” at Walt Disney Concert Hall. This 50-minute tone poem is a mountain of music. Up the Alps the composer tramps, across glades and over glaciers, from dawn to dusk, through sun and fog and storm. Birds sing and cowbells rattle. Wind and thunder howl and rumble. The music at the summit recalls what Strauss wrote in “Der Rosenkavalier” to evoke sexual gratification nearly attained. Coming down from the mountain, drenched from the storm, the composer falls into a sensuous melancholy reverie, overwhelmed by Nature.
@ Los Angeles Times
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