What Curves Caress
(In the style of Sufi poetry)
What curves caress the distant sky when distance is not known?
What shades of finest touch release the moment new which is not held?
What depths of shade use shadow only to conceal the deeper joy?
And in that joy, behind the shade, behind the touch, behind the sky, itself, will I not see you?
(c)Copyright Stephen Tanham, 2016.
Sounds more like Solomon´s Song of songs… Nice!
Thank you, Paul – lovely comment.
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