She always wished
To see the sea
As a butterfly,
Sit on a blue lily.
She always asked
What is kindness?
It was said that God is kind_
She searched a way reaching brightness.
But she was lost at life miseries,
She was hurt more than centuries_
Neither one helped, nor one heard,
She was crying, no one cared;
She was seeking the divine way
In this flat, miserable world_
She wished not to stay.
She found that way
In those two eyes,
Which were brighter_
Than moon and any lights;
She saw kindness
In those two hands,
Which were holy_
Coming from paradise.
That was angel,
In shape of human_
She thanked God;
For finding that man…