From graven idols
From graven idols in the tombs
And necropolises in blooms
To now and on - I am the man!
The one who dares till the end.
The man, I see the morning loom
To bridge the sea with stainless moon,
I leave behind the myriad things
And leap ahead for nameless feats!
I am a sculptor of the worlds,
The epochs witnessing their run,
The Nestor’s hand to script it down,
The beggar-king to swear on…
As over calendar perceive
The earthly clock and memory,
The man I am and shall it be -
In death and immortality!
5.03.2025
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