No one is in free motion universe around
And none can show you the land of freedom.
Everything on the Earth and of outer space
Having no divine grace to act unilateral,
Those hammer the Andricus cage to drive the lion out
Or are under the sky open breaking the shackles of servitude,
Bird fled from the golden confine and the clouds wandering, river flowing and weaving sea,
Mankind running for pleasant break and sages towards solitude absolute
Are all entangled with an invisible system omnipotent
Swindling everything at its wish in eternal fair.
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