The sun - deserted land,
Where the light from the stars twinkle bright,
But the land is still barren, yet it is paradisiacal.

The light of the moon, too bright to see,
Hoping for the sun to settle before,
The clouds hide beneath the rainbow but why can't I see ?

The pines too tall to overcome,
Settled for the shrubs, finding the way through.
Too many thorns here, unsettle the land,
In the distance are those pines still standing strong and tall.

Even the Gods shower the rain upon them before,
Little left for down here,
Because closed eyes can't see, closed shell can't feel.

Like the first fallen autumn leaf on the ground,
Winds flow me away in the mystical.
Got picked up by the purest of all hands,
And as respectfully, painted and framed on the wall.

The path of life is unknown and so is the destiny,
Emotions are buried deep and hence the misfortunes.

I'm open now, I can see the sun shine bright on me,
Glittering upon the pearl within me,
Because I am a little precious leaf, but just flowing with the winds,
in a desire to get crowned one day.