When the mellowed light sets such a tune,
When Your Holiness within i feel like nom de plume,
Whence a song of Khalid* rolls me over,
Whence divine benediction perennially from sky thus shower,
Like an occasion of life to be celebrated,
i stay quiet by poetic a bless,
And keep on scribbling on pages dreamy dazed,
And then possibly only to hold on Sublimity spread,
i leave on leaves singing Your trembling beatified lay...
(Note: *A.Khalid, a singer)
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