I've set my goal like a bull
in the eye of time and
though narrow the path
it must part for the arrow
I've left the bow, bold
like a shooting star and
though the sky is clouded
it must turn for the thunder
I've subdued the dews
shed by the morning and
though the cold might fold
over and over I shall blaze
I've halved the ladder
towards the last rung and
though the way is weighing
I shall nail the mountain
I will slay the dragon
unfold the garb of flames
and stretch and spread
and shatter the sky!
(c) Sumaila Umaisha
umaisha2012@gmail.com
umaisha2012@gmail.com
From: Hell at Heaven's Gate.
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