New, all new.

And dreams.So many smilesAnd heartsFull of beauty.And lifeWith rhythmAnd rhymes.So sweetAir and water.Earth so dearTo make lifeBetter and better.

But the truth-The person who isAlert, soberAnd unbewilderedAre there to be rewardedFor good quality andActivities.And persons deluded,Bewildered andMaddened by desireAre to be punishedFor wrongs and ill motives.

But it is very difficultTo combine a blindAnd a lame.All are here,Within the city ofNine gates.But no one knowsThe use of the gates,In a proper way.All three are hereAnd they are wandering-The blind, the lame and the mute.

With hope I live.Both dream and hopeAre caused of despairI know, though.Life and livingWith dream and hopeAll amazing.So far I know notThe mainstream ofMoving time.I am waiting toSee music ofEach morning.Funny lifeLifestyle andLifetime.

In so many wordsIn so many languagesTo so many creatures.All sweetAll brightAll agreed.From top to bottomAnd throughout the dayI read and write.And everythingRelated to the cloudsAnd the sky I uttered.

Afloat.Ride on timeAs told.2Fly and flyLike orDon’t like.Flying is destiny.