HEAVENS OR EARTH
Oh birds of the same feathers!
So beautifully and elegant you look in your
clothes of many colours.
Flocking together in the bright daylight.
And yee bestowed upon my very eyes a
daydream full of colours.
I called it "rainbow dream".
The wind blows with ease and with such
gentleness, that even the petals of the fragile
rose were left untorn.
In your magnificence, the mighty Eagle soar high
into the heavens entrusting its wholeness on
your loyalty, for you cannot forsake one of your
own.
The crown on its head, "Snow White" on a deep
dark body.
Oh the forest of true essence!
The master orchestizer of our very continuity of
life.
How colourfully blossomness has engulfed you.
What do I called it again?
"Rainbow Forest".
Where the mighty Pantheral rules with such
magnificence and pride.
The abode of the Mother Nature.
The essence of bliss,
The true Universe.
The belly of men, you feed. And his eyes you
condemned to marvel on your incomprehensible
beauty.
In abundance and more,
My life is submerged.
In all these beauties my desires are buried.
Oh! I can live forever!
There is no way Mother Earth's keeping all
fruition in these manner without me.