The day after the sun will go high
You all will be like a fly
You hate the light of sunlight
Because you like light sunlight
Don’t be upset
One day your flower will bright
You will feel proud
Your flowers will rise
Your neck will be high
This day is yours to be more powerful,
strong and wise
The day after the sun will go high
You all will be like a fly
~ A poem from the upcoming book 'Mriga: The mirage'
