Wonderful of all things,
is the human mind.
Destiny of man,
is made or destroyed by the human mind.
When you would have crossed,
The threshold of youth and strength,
When your frail body would need a helping hand,
Then you will find me there by your side.
Saw you treading,
away from me steadily.
Palpitating was I on my bed,
Experiencing a strange deep pain,
Unknown to me before,
A strange feeling of leaving everything!
a gleaming smile,
as she walks by,
Like a candle at night!