Hold fast to your dreams,
In the barren field,
Just like hopes springing high.
Choose the way,
One which is travelled less,
Move with gentle light,
And reach the farthest heights.
Lift your own lamp to discover the golden doors,
By the time you stand still with your silhouette.
Solved the fearful Symmetry,
The silent lips will free the huddled masses.
- Rahul Srivastava