Lord of Isolation

Nights in white satin play as I’m looking at Vermont fall The mesmerizing beauty touches my evolving soul The trees like poplar, willow, birch and linden stand tall Their boughs of leaves seem cascading like mountain waterfall Hawk travels through horizon above corn fields of Indiana The peregrine falcon does the same above African savanna In the future blue wind runner will do that above Himalayan nirvana And lord knows who will be doing it in later era In the arctic sea Many broken glaciers head south to meet their destiny The sunset is violet and soul’s pigment in its majesty The orange or gold soft clouds stretch for more than infinity The melting glaciers form mists above the sea each of different hue But in case of one glacier emerald sea water is in strange contrast with its royal blue Like a mirror’s surface is ice on the glacier that’s burning blue The that lustrous surface reflects souls bound in sunset too But as all glaciers melt to their foundation This one does not and in that lies its salvation Who is on this glacier sailing abyss bewilders vastest imagination It is defiant and magnificent visage of lord of isolation