You are the seed of Human,
Planted in Innocence,
No corruption can touch you
As Celestial smile with you.
Fling of your limbs to and fro
As if indicating the way to be pure,
In your breath while you sleep
One can hear the sound of eternal peace,
While you close your eyes
Seem to pray God to gift
Sinless thoughts in your mind.
Purity is your Ism
Doesn’t permit you to pace
Into experienced world.