What Sight Shall Grace The HeavensA Poem by Abdul AzizInspired by Shelley's "Music When Soft Voices Die"WHAT SIGHT SHALL GRACE THE HEAVENS
A sudden breeze that gathers
pace Shall kiss these strands upon thy face And every molecule of air Shall spread thy fragrance everywhere.
In fields of green and lilywhite Thou, cloaked in breeze and dazzling light, Did tell me, love, that love is me; If I am so, then what of thee?
I've loitered through some days of grief, And night had failed to breathe relief, But Providence has shown me grace - Through succour hidden in thy face.
I've grappled with a melody - 'Twas buried in my memory; It missed a tone and was off-key But now I see, that tone is thee.
What sight shall grace the heavens, pray, That love might hold thee as I may? Soft light shall play when voices die, Let music tell thee how and why
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Added on October 29, 2013Last Updated on October 29, 2013 AuthorAbdul AzizChennai, Tamil Nadu, IndiaAboutHello there. I'm a medical doctor by profession, in search of a better career. Right now, my only pastime seems to be navigating around the vicissitudes of life. I'm passionate about computers and p.. more..Writing
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