To The Moon Ii Poem by Naveed Khalid

O bright-lit mirror of the world!
not half thy part thou hide
from this bewailing night asleep;
nor from day's old look when he looks in thee,
and whoe'er else beguiles thee so
on thy behalf, his love's faults more
than thy beauty's face can show;
which, too, but in love of thee goes blind,
that, thus, thou returnest in the same light
what his eyes would receive from the skies,
no one hath e'er seen things so fair, bereft of sight:
when on that darkest day of history,
God, Lord of the heavens and the earth,
set ablaze thy name abroad,
all mankind stood aghast;
it was a total black out,
the eclipse of the constellations,
until from the pedestal of his throne,
he stepp'd down to visit the world twice,
for one look of thee since then,
all seek light of the last blue moon.


(C) Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Thursday, September 06,2012 2: 08: 25 PM

* Lord be praised for no man's favourite
his love of high heavens,
for dappled things yet the reality
of this world beyond the sunrise,
remains in the back log of memories;
a dream of long ago to know his ways,
comes to pass down the ages,
thy supreme most angels of life's long journey
through such visitations far from the maddening crown;
are still communion with men of old!