The beloved’s street I avoided
In repentance of the sin in puritan desires
I held to the world my hands for alms
For songs for the beloveds of Solomon
From Song of Songs I brought on air
With magic of love from underneath
The suspended poems and voices from distance
I came across Vedas and imaginations absurd
A heart of gold I found on the way
A princess Indian when she saw the glitter
To her in gift for she shall adore it to worship
Some small lines from the Chinese wisdom
I followed the line of the great traveler
From north of Africa into the caves of Far
Flamboyance from Arabia and Persian way
A friend old there and the tavern old
The wine new the goblet rusted
A lament to a beauty a sigh of relief
The old woman’s hands for her blessings
Slow and slow when the horse of my will
In tired repose entered the city of love
Past the tavern and the saki in veil
Slow and slow the beloved was singing
Still my song alive on the lips
Lost she says she has her heart
Bring thy glance slow and slow
Slow and slow shall my love unveil
When your heart is the holiest of places
Why ambulate in circles and rituals
Slow the love slow the intoxication
Red wine slow in abundance tonight
22/1/2009
P.S This poem completes the triangle with the other two poems “I Search You” and “When You Were Dancing”.
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slow-the-love/
