@ Lost Treasure Iv Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

The Blue Rosary

What evil eye thou espouse, what protection
The blue rosary, sky blue in color, on a wall,
The sage, for the dervish, did not advise.
Colors dear are brown, black or earthen.
It caught the spell, neither evil, nor nothing
A woman destitute, asketh for the rosary,
Of blue beads, woven on thread of wire.
Since long, evil spirits revolved under the sky
Alms, holy chants, and making of pyramids,
From burned bricks. Is not the act Pharaonic?
It struck from thence, the fallen bird said.
A man who had made his eyes with collyrium
And had oiled his beard and hair shiny black;
Who was once, for want of proof, been searched,
And who instilled a fear unknown, not less than curse.
The blue rosary went with the woman, and the man,
Whose name was uttered by the bird, on first fall.
All this was carried by the force of eye,
While looking at the magnificence of architecture;
And some happy living sans any turbulence.