In the night
when moon's white
I see creatures
very bright...
And i delve deep
At length to peep
historic shadows
that make me weep....
Shadows that had been
till yesterday seen
in God's glory
yet feared within....
Wish I could fly
Above the sky
And meet the Creator
Who made them die....
prashant shaurya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadows-118/
