A quick glance over the Mountain,
Brought the sun on my horizon.
A new light shone,
In the dimensions renewed.
The birds which sang the song for the dew,
Asked God-“Please,Oh! Lord give is the protection, so that we can fly to our goal, without being stopped in anything by anyone.”
A quick glance over the mountains,
Brought the divine senses back to me.
It was just a glance,
But the its charm and brilliance,
Was unknown, unseen and very true.