The free white doves Flew here and there Liberty or hope is The symbol, the doves bear. Closing the spluttering wings The doves landed there Water, the hope of life Refreshed the birds after a long flight.
The setting Sun was creating A magic in the water The splash of water by the birds Created rainbow ! Though temporary The seven colors were, yet fine. The colors of the rainbow Changed fast in the west.
Then the night came With all the cool melancholy The retirement and the entertainment of The men reigned supreme. Day was God's gay, But night was man's fun Some got solace, Some spoiled And some slain !
The moth flying towards the fire Enjoys death in order to live For, death leads to another beginning As spirit is indestructible !