The Dawn … 1906-2k12

Oh! Come, my friend! hop this ledge of borrowed time! Let's do the stars, not blink at life Nor lose forays to silent winks, that still, in a hazy space wretchedly lost, to unfold the promise of natures mirth; which stems and bubbles in vistas grim yield ourselves to outlandish whims then peep and peer like children lost with ginger hands to tattoo frosts beam through crevices at the first full rays at glistening columns of piled up hays Wrest from an hourglass elusive dreams to seek from time, the where and when from whence the light shall silently call lift from our face the numbing pal let's go and see! Lets tap in glee! let's turn the tide of seas, the moon... shield our naked being from noon.. solve the mystery of a rainbow's dance so in a wholesome happiness prance float on the skies and sands alike wide eyed soar in dazed amaze as body and soul the heavens graze. Sleep like an angel in natures lap leisurely wake and blissfully clap from divine dales of pleasing slumber ripe flowers and fruits pluck in numbers float on waves of a melodious spring past dark and silent dreary nights past shoal and grove of unseemly sights touch those bewildering foggy dreams... float on the mist of a breaking dawn naughtily pluck the veil of a night let's go and see the moonlit sky, to shake the limbs of frozen trees soar with the birds and hum with the bees. let's go and steal the rising sun absorb the bracing rays as one Oh, come my friend before it dips, low again before the day, is lost in vain. Original… 19 June,2k12 Islamabad-Pakistan