A Man Carries An Icon Hand Painted

A man carries an icon in his heart and more He crosses the steppes in search of a distant shore. He's a wanderer a rambler, lain up feeling lame He goes to the end of the world to exclaim. And proclaim he's got only one home! He goes to the sea white watery, milky foam To transcend lose every step, and find salvation. He sees devils and saints under trackless skies The sores on his soles bleed, his hearts in flotation Like a dove, it soars. Every step needs still to synchronise. He goes on and on, on and on, amen! His own heart his best friend an icon hand-painted, amen.