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Love


Oh misty shadow stop a while I think thee I can recognize! Thou float with clouds in every vale With thousand notes in thousand guise Oh love , thy lanes are desolate Which lesson thou, thy people taught? From pages of an ancient yarn From centuries which hath people fraught? Thy victims moan in moonless nights They roam in moonlit winter snow From centuries numberless on earth In search of thee they come and go Their stories I'll write someday Then send to you in morning sheen Since thou art far from madding crowd And we have centuries in between Love lives in hearts on heavens high It not in mortal bodies dwell It's the bond of soul with soul No one had ever bought or sell You feel thyself on seventh sky If in thy heart this passion stay It liveth in stars on towers high But if you wish, you find a way Love is stream from heavens God To earthly shadows doth it flows No one has tasted from it drop All standing round in rows and rows For once thou harken them my Lord I feel in hearts of heart regret While night is hovering on the woods And sun on winding ways hath set
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Sabahat

English lecturer belongs from a Hamlet nearby Narowal. In love with beauty of nature and all that is linked with Lord, truth and nature_ a votary of nature and it's unending musical symphony

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