ambience oppresses the tiredness of mind closing eyes in depthness of feel the sun god wakes me gently sent his golden descendants the play with rays on my face they heal I’m praying on my knees for saving rain can my soul be released from burden of shame winged creatures of the roofs guard me from above serpents’ heads and fairies spirits of the netherworld get ready for the cosmic lift to the heights unvisited it’ll be fine just fine