Even after gushed out
From the surging surfs
The wave craves for sea afloat

Even after the hassles around
The dark and thick clouds
The moon light lit aloft

Even after a devastating thunder winds
The tree obliges
To weave cool breeze adrift

Even after a great squalling
From sickness bed
The body rejuvenates squishing ahead

Even after several negative qualms
The loving lot too braves new avenues
Quickening aghast!