To The Moon I Poem by Naveed Khalid

I'll write, I'll write thee more so
what is hid from thine eye,
and all things of beauty, great and small,
are in the world of a vanished sight;
but you in whose presence this verse,
I can never bring to light,
a borrowed face of the sun,
that in the beehive, of cherubim wings,
bespeaks a glory of the mind
o'er all else that is not real,
nor a shadow in the mirror
can ever reflect thy love.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: 6/7/2013