Letter To Aisha

Do not think that I am far gone Tarry for in no time, I shall return So let my face always appear and make you proud Like a sun breaking through a drifting cloud Meanwhile each day, I shall write you a line For until we part no more, you will be mine At every point that our hearts meet The earth always deck her flowers at our feet And as an ocean’s surging praise in time of peace My lips will always pour out strains of praises in bliss So disperse those gloomy doubts that may arise Discard those scales that may becloud you eyes Although I left your bosom as a Jack With only beads contained in a handy sack I will come back to you as a king And put on to your finger a golden ring By the time the spring rains will come There shall be a sound of our wedding drum We shall proceed to the field beyond the rising flood And in ecstasy, our hearts will synch in one accord Blue will be the sky by day With a crystalline radiance all the way The grasses will stand dre