Among the snowy clouds
Up the North.

Riding the bird of desire
With wings of fire
Through the “sad heights”
And the gleeful tops.

Saw the angels from Heaven,
Deuces from Hell;
Tell stories of shivering thunder
Hades under,
And majestic The Spectre.

To pass on to those
Seeking solace
To breathe and boil
The turning toil
Unleash the coil.

Free your desire
Meander the clouds
To strive to find
To work and build
The edifice still.

                  ____Muhammad Shahab.


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