Sunbeam Poem by Matloob Bokhari

SUNBEAM
Matloob Bokhari



I was sitting on a rock in a valley of flowers.
Intoxicating fragrance of flora was in the air.
Birds perched on trees were singing so lovely.
Stream flowing was speaking softly so sweet.
Morning dews on leafs were sparkling like gems.
Flowers were swaying to the whistling of breeze.
All of a sudden, saw a maiden half awake, half asleep,
Her beauty exalted the loveliness of vale flowers.
Behind the clouds a sunbeam crept
And wrapped valley with the wings of gold.
Addressing to all these gifts of God,
Sunbeams asked to teach the best creation of God:
'I am sending heavenly rays on the earth for joy.
Please don't send with nuclear shells
Faces smiling in cradles to graves.'