English poem
She Went Out Singing
by Ameen Rihani (1876–1940)
She went out singing, and the poppies still Crowd round her door awaiting her return; She went out dancing, and the doleful rill Lingers beneath her walls her news to learn.
Their love is but a seed of what she has sown; Their grief is but a shadow of my own.
O Tomb, O Tomb! did Zahra’s beauty fade, Or dost thou still preserve it in thy gloom? O Tomb, thou art nor firmament nor glade, Yet in thee shines the moon and lilies bloom.