Earth's Beloved

Earth's Beloved

Ah, woman, who gave you the beauty's name? 

The empathy, the mellowed eyes, and the appealing face.

And with that, seated you in the soul of man, 

When the beauty fades away from the face.

Then you are set free from the mortal pain.

Nay, escape; your soul is poured upon the soul of man.

The beauty that you hold is just for your man.

And not to a world of unfamiliarity, and, oh man, shew honour

And revoke command, for she is a blue passion.

Flower, preferred lady! rejoice in your internal 

Affairs, from your birth, your rights are reserved.

Then again, you were crowned as the earth's beloved.

Aah, both the serving air and ardent fire lie in you, 

Despite all these, why are you so unrelieved?

©By poet Affaq