The dust cannot be found even if one searches for it-just as piety is scared away by anger,
The earth rich with crops appears as delightful as the wealth of a geneious man,
In the thick darkness of the night fireflies gleam like a mustered band of hypocrites,
The embankment of the field have been breached by territorial rains just as women get spoiled by freedom,
May Lord Bless all
Thanks please