An Ordinary Human

Ordinary man I searched and found The queen was looking so proud But pure at heart and clean in mind It was world’s most precious find It echoes like cuckoo’s voice Full of confidence and promises I found the way open in milky sky Nothing was needed but only tries She is nature’s child Beautiful and kind Honest and mild How can one remain blind? It may be coincidence If ever comes by chance To be with her in anticipation With strong and firm foundation Rainbow may look dim Colors may now represent her very slim She is towering strength with elegance I must make mend at once I heard her with suppressed whisper She wanted to say or murmur I shall pick up her lost words She may certainly fall in and look forward She may speak nothing I may have to do something There is no point in separating again That may give me more pain I hold her firmly and not allow To go away for me to follow No it is not done for the good I know her well an understood I find her different Once know before and now present She is reformed and pure I am very much firm and sure