Homage - a bow to the light -
The candle lit.
A head inclined - and thoughts are tight -
A humble street
I follow, walk - step by the step -
The words and life
Of those who had came and left,
But fought the fight.
Against the world, against themselves -
Last is the first.
The lonely fight of world within -
This one is hurt.
With feet on Earth they reached for Sky
But something kept
On every step of ladder climbed -
Pain - what they had
On their return to those down -
But something else -
The prize of Words, those which are sound
And will be heard
We - by the gift they had bestowed -
Are getting rich,
But real knowledge - life long fight -
We hiding deep.
Homage - a bow to the light -
The candle lit.
Homage
© Copyright: Саша Казаков, 2013
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