The flight is yet on the horizon
Your landing is yet to be confirmed
The eagle teases at you for your discomfort
The people are less concerned
Your preaching and morality go in vain
The lowly born chuckles at your knowledge
The heart pumps vigorously
You wait disseminating it to others
The people have no mercy on your story
The Sun at dusk
Soon tired you and me,
Wishing to cuddle with the supper,
Leaving worries aside, for the new energy.
The moon lit night
Peace in mind, happy us,
Consoling each other with warmth,
Pleasing and calm for the new energy.
Bliss, you, and me
Aura of life immeasurable
Conceiving the unborn in the midnight, Achieving strength and jollity for new energy.