** A Twilight Song ***

A song of the evening Wow! ! ! ! ! I behold the scene In that city of love In XTS I devour All the verses poured out on scraps of petals never say thou at sunset the gathering with goblet in hand waiting at taverns like a pilgrim forlorn with tearful eyes that I have forgotten thy love filled eyes. Under that banyan tree- yes under that banyan tree the skies so clear a promise we made holding hands thus love we proclaimed the world did see Recession or no recession In verses we poured The angels sang with us The seraphs retired on high The stars broke out In ethereal blues And myriad hues How can’st one say First make the sun in private shine And bid the moon to wane in crescents divine So that he may his beams confine In answer to thine sublime That after the floodlight of morn azure And fullfilment of desires We face not each other. Know ye once again And see my face Need not be illusions Make them real Whirl up thy head And screw up thy heart And make this A TWILIGHT SONG A SONG OF THE EVENING Forever to last. Anjali 03-03-2009