When you question the defects of the divine.. Remember , only a fool complains about the fall of night For he only looks down and see the darkness, but forgets to look up and realise the starry heaven.
Above the cloudy abode, Amidst the misty floor, Among the starry strip, Across the pointy peak, Alone in the gloomy room, A thinker, became a conquerer .
On an empty road in the wilderness Under the canopy of blue and green In the pure sanctum of nature Amidst the vibe of eternal peace The broken soul began to recover