There is a lot of rays passing through my mind
Where all activities of life process
There is a lot of creativity to be refined
Where trains pushing knowledge as a guess
And a thinking ability which we can't compare

The more I see, the more I understand
The mind working as a natural machine
Where creativity is highly in demand
Appreciation of life comes in between
My eyes fixed at the raising sun, legs in the sand

What can't be seen, can exist
That is why the mind perceive
Digging nomena gold as an inner goldsmith
A recipe to attain what has been concealed