Like a wanderer who walks in romance. .
Life ticks on upholding my direction,
I’ve embarked upon the days with clearance;
Virtually a heart worth to perfection.
Experiencing life at ease, pleasures flows
Within my rising thrill, I sprung to stream
And vanity perish to wind that blows.
Sensing virtue, I reckon’d to fairish dream
And stucked in the midst of warm golden flakes-
The secret of heaven’s will, once not known.
At every angle fear creeps in and fear takes
But fear has its own borne to quit at dawn.
Life’s splendidly preordained in gentle touch!
But forbid! If- if I rejoice too much.