Take Me There O Love
Take me there O
love!
Is a lone meadow
Unbound to the far
By a craggy mount
or
Pine woods.
Where naughty
breeze
blows through your
frock and hair;
We race, dance,
play,
and have infinite fun;
And I can cry, whistle
and sing
In the open air
Loud! And loud! And
loud!
As O God! Your
shepherds and
nomads
In that pure world.
Copyright © Fayaz Bhat | Year Posted 2014
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