All my prayers end in You,
May you shine,like the blue moon upon the hills,
Horizon has its own colours, all we need to know,
Though cannot be seen by all in the fleshy eyes.
Wrapped in the mist, when clouds come down to the hamlet,
I clearly see you, smiling in the deep fog,
Offering me a warm blanket to cover me up,
But I’d passed the fog a pretty little ago,
I wanna be a supplicant, though I harbour my little boat in an unknown port,
Where none could identify me as your admirer,and I calmly placed my boat there.
Never would I would back, where I got my shore,
The brightness you possess, I cherish from my door.
When without You nothing does exist,
Innocent heart may only pray, and you get the blessings!!