quietly on tapestry I lie
below sea and above sky
the essential flesh and blood
be frenzied all to earthly flood
then she screamed 'O Mother dear'
those two magic words shut that fear
the brave children turn her merry face
into the spinning garden a joyful place
with an imagery stays the lights that dance
unbroken challenge, an embraced radiance
hearts were woven of mere wishes and cares
the inner soul that is within dream, so impress
on the sparkling banks of this vigorous stream
a worshiper of Divine and Nature, hither came
(dedicated to a great poet, Vikram Seth)
Ahmad Shiddiqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-2-14/
