The Golden Chariot.

The golden chariot is ready The charioteer arrives Slowly looks on the earth Carrying the great one with gesture The traveller looks on the earth His vision never fails, none allows to hide He comes from the east it believed Going to the rest in sea a story Slowly men knew the meaning of the journey He carries full of truth in his chariot Smiling to all and making wonders Unless his appearance none to grow The chariot is made of pure gold assumes The gold is not mined by human workforce Somewhere it is made in such a way Neither heat or cold can diminish the pride The chariot is welcomed by all Finds the lazy ones sleeping in day light And asks to rejuvenate and activate for wellness.