How many stares one has to cover
For relooking the shadowy past clear?
Hearts crystal of mind blooming
Having blessing of youthful spirit
Will not walk along the aged eagles,
Rather will seek a reflection of advanced postures
With attitude contemptuous to the hills moribund,
Human efforts ever sincere to court the fresh vision
By revison of old orders deeming not proper
And will find definite the avowed light at tunnel end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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