Tale Of Dust

We are sooth great in our scruffiness

never can be butterfly altered to eagle

Thousand of subsistences

so blind and vainglorious

We are just a grain of sand

carried by the wind in the vast desert

We are falling into the void of our pride

The light of wisdom is hidden from the sight

astral world's gates are still closed

Imprisoned by our material existence

we are loosing the wings of spiritual being

"We are sooth great in our scruffiness"

Peer into your heart

and your eyes will see.

Lot of things are between the heaven and the earth, there

but just abiding ones can understand

We are doomed to live in darkness

so "Long life to the new King !"