After a while, I saw, I was lynching on a
Branch of a tree and my body pinned with
Hundreds of prickly thorns.
Suspending moaned on the verge of oblivion
On a deserted dark alley I fell down and tried to cry out
I couldn’t recollect, what happened next
After some times I saw a creature is licking me fast
All over my pain-crumpled face
After a few moments with great efforts I could
Get out of that greedy tunnel of that creature
And came out to a clean and pure path
From the proximity of its smelly tongue.
A white beautiful bird stretched its vast wings
And engulfed inquisitive traveler. Suddenly
It took me as a traveler and started a flight from cloud
To cloud. I accepted his gift with great happiness.