Listening to the music of fountainHumming after its melodyYou must have split the chainsYou must have left home.

The callous walls you have raisedare going to collapseunder your very eyes.

There is dark outsideand I am merged within that darknessand, in meyou are assimilated.

Peep through the peep-holes; You will see the light Knocking your door now.