Less than the dust, beneath thy Chariot wheel,
Less than the rust, that never stained thy Sword,
Less than the trust thou hast in me, O Lord,
Even less than these!
Less than the weed, that grows beside thy door,
Less than the speed of hours spent far from thee,
Less than the need thou hast in life of me.
Even less am I.
Since I, O Lord, am nothing unto thee,
See here thy Sword, I make it keen and bright,
Love’s last reward, Death, comes to me to-night,
Farewell, Zahir-u-din.
(Laurence Hope)
More Poetry from Laurence Hope:
Laurence Hope Poems based on Topics: Love, Life, Death & Dying, Trust, Weeds- Reverie Of Mahomed Akram At The Tamarind Tank (Laurence Hope Poems)
- The Lament Of Yasmini, The Dancing-Girl (Laurence Hope Poems)
- Oh, Unforgotten And Only Lover (Laurence Hope Poems)
- Two Songs By Sitara, Of Kashmir (Laurence Hope Poems)
- Sher Afzul (Laurence Hope Poems)
- Three Songs Of Zahir-u-Din (Laurence Hope Poems)