My heart stops when I look at you,
You look so mesmerizing, dream-like, that it hurts,
I can\'t tear my eyes away.
Looking at you, I feel grateful,
To the unparalleled Creator of such unrivalled beauties.
It looks like you are moving with me,
Just so I can have a good look at you.
Looking so vulnerable,
People who didn\'t know any better
Would see you as a harmless beauty,
as a huge ball of cotton,
but you may look all weak,
but we all know the power you hold,
the power to cherish and perish our lives,
the heart-wrenching sound,
when you clash with your mates,
I can understand,
The burden you carry, moving slowly,
yet precisely.
You look sad, I wonder how heavy it is?
Share it with your dear ones,
Are you that \'lone?
Probably you want to bear it all alone,
You tell me,
it\'s necessary to keep moving,
Even when life\'s heavy,
it\'s okay to fight, to cry, to be sad.
When you are overwhelmed,
You ask for a hug from your mates,
pouring your heart out to us,
Even you have dark times, huh?
It\'s both beautiful and sad, to see you cry,
Silent yet powerful,
Calm yet deadly,
Fair and dark,
Heavy and light,
I can\'t but admire you with all my might,
I stretch my hand out to reach you,
Like the lucky fairies sitting on you,
Talking to the sun,
Picking on the stars,
Watching the moon, among the celestials.
It all feels dreamy,
Dreams are better than reality,
Until we make our dream a reality.