Those eyes of crystals, those lips of fortune

Moonlight dancing on the lips of pond
Peacocks flutters on its wave with a song
Mountains sky high swinging from birds wings
A fish with scales of snow, bites on a ray of light

Gone in an instant my worries and my care
I see the dappled moonlight in lovers lair
The crickets rise to their daily prayer
And the grass swung like a maidens hair


Go away you silly butterflies
No you shall not, never, steal colors of her lips
Those eyes of crystals, those lips of fortune
I may be a prince of sorrows
But am a monarch of your destiny


whispering palms, and blooms of thought
forever bringing distant wrought
I am in daze with your beauty, enchanted
by this lake, surrendered and unwanted