Do you know why Divinity sent me here with another soul of life
So I can pursue a ideal other half of mine who care for me more than,
I adore myself, but how this quest for ideal beauty,
Can be possible, if the captain of the ship who can command,
The course of journey but doesn’t know appropriately where to go.
In this dried state of mind only a acquaintance of mine can lend a helpful hand,
At middle-of-the-sea in the northern hemisphere with a smile of gratification,
As he shows off the way of life, where we have to across seven oceans,
And seven state of nature to get ultimate endowment of life in a mesmerize fashion.

But knowing the passage doesn’t mean you will manage to conquer your eventual
Ambition of life, as a long way to be covered from this point of time,
As it races like the winged-chariot,
Of Alexander the Great, who pauses until he loses his last, breathe of life.
So let the great naval fleet Argo to reach its ultimate momentum,
To transcend us into the first state of nature in the Mount Cupid at Jupiter,
Where the breathtaking lady of all time Astray waiting recklessly for me
As we fasten our fleet at the shore of Riders of Sea, I rushed,
En route for that fair-haired lady to take into custody her warmth of youth in my heart
So I can pot the sacred spirit of her innocence, whose delicate scent,
Can charisma the entire world of men within a matter of mins or secs.
But even the mildest scent of her body was ineffective in this heart,
Where millions of waves of aroma dashes towards the verge of Rhine to experience new spirit,
In their lives where as every seconds give rise a newborn conqueror or a loser of life.

As she abortive to stunned me
With the good looks that Deity endowed her with a cutting edge,
I resolute to quacked the game of love making as she is not my sort,
But the last few glimpses of Astray made me believe that the love she loved me,
Will have a perpetual and memorable continuation so long as I get hold,
Just what the doctor ordered me a during my last trip to Cloud nine.
Since each day is like a new mission in a new horizon to get hold of a perfect match,
Who may be Ariadne, Atalanta, or Ate?
But see through your heart before you rummage around the next affair,
Who may not love you like the way this lady of sacrosanct loves,
A stranger man like me, who had plans to triumph over the world of woman,
Since everyone will ask for something like a butcher ask for his imbursement.

Realise the slight gesture of love that you own in your garden of remembrance,
Of feelings, where no one is lifeless, but insensible in the extreme pressure of demand,
Re-born as the Phoenix does from the ashes of his own,
Turn into the man of the universe and see through heart before you love again somebody else.
So my crew lets readjust the entire course of my life and proceed
Towards that fair-haired lady with who desperately waiting to glimpse her first
And perhaps last love in me near that churchyard,
As my fate is waiting there to bless me with the ecstasy of my life.