fuchsia gold pink dawn
naturally it's beauty
sunburst in the bay
the hour of hush still rapture
melted colors drift to sea
at the verge of day
in the time of green tree songs
wading in waters
beneficent sunshine rays
......
I wandered by the margin of bay
As a call from far a distance;
I gazed- I gazed; sea did play
As if, constant to the Kashfuls' dance,
Until sun sets at slot of verge
And play stones under low ebb
Or queer, which I sought did diverge.
Meanwhile, silence came in deep
Among old leaves of Tamarisk;
......
I wandered by the margin of bay
As a call from far a distance;
I gazed- I gazed; sea did play
As if, constant to the Kashfuls' dance,
Until sun sets at slot of verge
And play stones under low ebb
Or queer, which I sought did diverge.
Meanwhile, silence came in deep
Among old leaves of Tamarisk;
......
fuchsia gold pink dawn
naturally it's beauty
sunburst in the bay
the hour of hush still rapture
melted colors drift to sea
at the verge of day
in the time of green tree songs
wading in waters
beneficent sunshine rays
......