A man who stayed here for a while,
Starts to seek what his heart desires,
His confused of entities he ought to know,
Whether the world might bring him sorrow.

He waits whatever life may bring,
Whether it will be until spring,
Though he waits he continuously pray,
A hopeful answer someday;

He yields his trust to the One above,
Who continuously watch his gestured love
Unending queries life may bring,
To give actions to his own being;

He thus appears to have vast ideas,
From a tremendous action from the one who bring us,
He prospers a life he ought to be,
A man who yields to make him free,

Thus, he still wait for his desire
His only love whom he admires,
Someday it shall come,
His answered prayer thy will be done.