Hiding behind the clouds
Never mind,
Problem pro temp-ore
What will become of Earth,
If thou go away from her,
No Sun no life on earth.
You will be blamed,
For the mishap,
For the destruction of her.
How can you show,
Your face to Him,
If you disturb,
His arrangements
Disobey
His orders.
Hence come out,
With all your glory,
With all your light,
Oh king of Nature,
Under you let the earth be nurtured,
Flourish,grow and prosper
Bowing her head
On to you for ever.
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