The ship of sand moves on in desert islands.
What beauty on this earth!

It performs all actions
in all tunes of life,
day and night,
mornings and evenings.

The greenness here turns dry,
the earth becomes coloured in the colour of a bear.

It dances on in the blue sky,
as though forgetting its track.

The birds nests become surrounded by fatherly clouds,
and chirping sounds fill sweetness into minds.

In this illusive garden
my mind is ever alert with consciousness.
For, human affection displays itself each moment.