Birds Sang Lilies Danced !

With a sea of sorrow in his heart,
He wandered out, on a withered way,
With a heavy mind in search of a resort,
To find a green pasture miles away.

Drowned in worries as if in winter,
He found no spring in life all throughout,
Nowhere he found a new door to enter,
Life he thought, a burden without doubt.

In wilderness he saw lilies in multitude,
The whole valley looked like a paradise,
On trees birds were singing in gratitude,
Anxiety or worries did never ever arise.

Whenever in dampen spirits he recalled,
The birds that sang, the lilies that danced.

Yesupatham Savarimuthu.