Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul: Hearken to the Reed Forlorn

Friday, January 23, 2009

Hearken to the Reed Forlorn

H earken to the R eed F orlorn Hearken to the Reed forlorn, Ever since it was torn From the rushy bed of Reeds; In plaintiff song it bleeds. Listen to The Lover's Heart Longing for Its Sacred Home. How it wails and cries and sings. Oh, Beloved, hum my part. That I might sing along. This Longing laughs at Life's success. There is nothing, nothing, nothing; Only You, Beloved. I will sing until you come. © 2007 Shams-i- Sign in to see full entry.

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