This wonderful creation turned a tinge darker,
Grandfathers looked up and wailed, "Sooner or later,
this world shall become a doleful abyss,
ruled forever by evil, shunned in darkness."
Children who are playing joyfully continued,
without twitching a muscle when darkness reigned
"Oh! Its so beautiful this place of sans light
as we can learn to enjoy this game, never a plight"
Cloud above was just playing with sun,
the one happy to remain hidden and unseen.
Grandfathers hid in burrows,cages and nests
closed their eyes with utter dismay from unnamed fears
"Never can we open our eyes and mind
to the state so dark, better that we be blind."
"O Lord! we are full with thy grace
and we shall shower them in our love."
Children played in puddles of pure water
created by happy bursts of cloud matter
"We seek the reality whatever it is,
never giving up thinking till God we kiss."
Grandfathers shut their selves from reality
and thus, banished to eternal darkness of ambiguity.
Children, go on to play with confidence
and they shall be granted the truth after cadence.
"I wish to see my dear love,
o clouds! make way as I come."
The sun shone brightly on the empty streets,
children ran freely on those golden lanes
with happy note on their lips, an anthem
to life joyous for those who seek and dream.
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