He went on digging a well,
With his spirit valorous,
Deep, deep! For success smell,
His battle-song like divine chorus
Waxed the belief to most solid state,
Only to such heroes, God’s emblems relate.
The water at unfathomable depth,
Still, hardest effort’s divine force,
Kept him going and he never dejectedly slept,
Far, far! Soft light’s mild source
Kept up this cloud-light’s thunderous spark,
Vow, puritan at war with the dark!
Fighting he was from the God’s side,
Against devil trying belief’s downfall,
On his brave back Godhood ride,
Like an awful radiant ball,
To reach the goal, piercing earth,
And play with deepest water in mirth.
Volcanically he went,
Cleansing earth almost spiritually,
Digging, digging with back bent,
To reach water, somewhere gushing fully,
O thou free roaming soul,
For how long could escape thy goal?
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