Silver and Roses, Henna and Myrrh

 

 

 

 

 

 To A Queen

 

The master builder on Sahara’s sands

A pyramid erected for his King,

His fame diffusing over many lands,

Thus hither his fair memory to bring.

Be thou my Queen and I thine architect,

That on the barren sands of fleeting time

Thy glory’s pyramid I may erect

To emblem forth thy mistressship sublime.

Thy state exceed my state, thy pride my pride,

As thought I were the echo of thy name,

The footprint where thy foot has deigned to stride,

The shadow of the pillar of thy fame.

Remembered thou, I too should happy be

To have been ancillary unto thee.

 

 

                               Friday, January 10, 1969

 

 

 

 

Image: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Snofru%27s-Red-Pyramid.jpg