Every icon has a shadow
My living entity dwells with
A shadow, inseparable and always from
Shadowing its original image.
I want to cross the Alps,
Reach the peak of the Himalaya
Holds a pious hope to
Indulge in vision and revisions
To model and remodel
The world for regeneration
And a new order of aspiration.
But my shadow frowns always
Shows it cruel glow
Retorts cruelly,
My inseparable image,
I shall never forsake you
And shall take you into the caravans
To take you to the land of eternity
That promised island of destiny
Where I shall live eternally.