ghazal ("not yet done")

The grind of our days is not yet done
the grain of your praise is not yet done

when knowledge appears unknowing fades
this veil of haze is not yet done

the artistry of ten thousand lines
that subtly amaze is not yet done

and down by the shoreline many a palm
that seemingly sways is not yet done

the reed when afar from distant loam
the sounding of neys is not yet done

if Layla is all   what use is he?
confusion in Qays is not yet done

where torpor's a general worldly state
our spiritual craze is not yet done

I've traveled a bit   in recent times
my long pilgrimage is not yet done

the turn in the mind comes slow & slight
the work of the age is not yet done

where Raphael hopes to glimpse your face
his stay in the cage is not yet done



[an imperfect rhyme, ah well . . .]