the dew is what it is on the cool
giving the light a right shiny tool
living a terrorized life of a ray
yet all it has nothing to say
flying millions of miles,on a single breathe
touching to its aim, smiling on its death
yet happy it is to reach the yard
a small lane or a big a boulevard
the beauty of the light that travels the all
yet it is happy , see its touching fall
the dew is what it is on the cool
giving the light a right shiny tool
living a terrorized life of a ray
yet all it has nothing to say
yet each second brings life within its own
yearning to reach again ,and pride must shown
schooling a man to keep on yearning his desire
no matter what, he can always reach there in full fire
the ray of hope that yearns to conduct its own state
telling the world , you learn to dream and self motivate
the dew is what it is on the cool
giving the light a right shiny tool
living a terrorized life of a ray
yet all it has nothing to say
at the end of the route, it sleeps for a while
looks back where it came and starts again with a smile
with the defiance to reach there one more time
it will grow and grow cause thats the motive prime
just as it says walk on the path
i reach there and i just kill the dark
the dew is what it is on the cool
giving the light a right shiny tool
living a terrorized life of a ray
yet all it has nothing to say
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