The Endless Path

I disturbed in the mind of flow,

Trapping the peeping sun that glows,

Oh! Look! How she dances a lot!

My river, How long in this spot?

May she invites the gentle eyes,

Nearer I went to where she lies,

My heart glitter with colour of joys,

No thought for wages, she invites the boy?

She was alone flew very much,

Facing the rocks, The river cut,

Which cut should I take for best?

Oh! My river! Where is my nest?

Tearing the pages of music in seas,

She passes and dances along bees,

Capturing the smile, Saving tears,

Along the island, she never fears.

No peacock even dance in the world,

With the shiny smile of the bird,

On the front of hapless crews,

Nor the leaf with dews.

Bubbles of clouds bow the rain,

Which not less but in vain,

Seeming her, her eyes cried,

The drops much, the waves wide.

Blanket of water in the forest,

May for ages! The rainy west!

I sought the vanished river when,

Dips, never out, from the true heaven.