Adoration

The sad episode of life is that One has to comply with its truth And you will have to one day May be tomorrow or today So will I None could deny Can a child be denied a mother's sacred bosom? Can a bee be denied a flower's blossomed velvet atrium? Can a moon be denied a sea's mirrored sanctorium? Can I be denied a love's timeless flame? That has been keeping me bustling since the time of antiquity For we are bound by eternity We were and would be born time and again In this land you as my mother and I as your son Till the sun and the moon close their eyes And this land, this land would be but a phantom with no stars in skies