Pery of dreams

How many secrets in your parting gaze are sealed:
The distant roads, the dreams of prophets' ancient lore,
Arabian deserts in a shimmering haze revealed,
And arabesques of visions piercing to the core!

In it, the creak of wheels, the caravan's slow drone,
The sadness of the fires in endless night of ways,
The path of longing where the wind has fiercely blown,
The gifts of heaven, watching with indifferent gaze.

O Peri of dreams, so tender and so fair,
You with your silken passion move but few,
You guard yourself, for power is yours to wear,
To shine as a star for the wretched and the true.


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