When I see a shadow as a faint shade
The image reminds a prayer in silence
Sitting eyes closed as penance in a cave
Without caring the light made the image
When day beams spindle in progress
The vertical reflections embodying
Pictures present a gallery of paintings
The blessed light distribute the most
Marvellous sequences of portraits
Not knowing once it is extinguished
In the total darkness, all the shadows
Shades, colours, sights would disappear
The world of vision exists only with light
Shadows, I pay my credit of gratefulness
For the blissful blessing of the great
Creator of light for showing shadows
An achromatic decoration as it is
The depiction of eternal truth