This dusk shall pass,
And tears may flow,
The night will fall,
And stars will glow.
Wilt there be a new dawn,
Wilt my despair be gone,
Wilt the birds sing a new hymn,
For earnestly I long to be with Him.
Yes, Him!
Coz the universe and the nature,
Causeth no joy unto my being,
For my soul yearns to be with Him.
Yes, Him!
He who doth naught slumber,
He who loveth to be selfless,
He who worketh with a sincere zeal,
He who liveth every moment surreal,
He who wilt naught forsaketh me,
Perhaps He shalt be blest with
A nature, likened to The Nature,
For She alone doth naught
Betray the soul which loveth Her.
Yes, Love!
Love, Impeccable!
