Let’s celebrate the rekindling candle, 

which forgot to light up,

But now it is ready,

To invite a foe over a cup.

 

Foe was like a glacier,

Inhumane, unkind and cold,

But in front was an ocean,

Giant, sturdy and bold.

 

Adamant was the glacier,

All caught in social trap,

Which was nothing other than,

A filthy ridiculous crap.

 

Foe was under the impression,

That ocean was a part,

Of his cage like world,

And they share the similar cart.

 

But ocean was clear enough,

To draw a line,

Being mixed up with this disgust,

For ocean, was not fine.

 

Ocean realised it’s individuality,

And ignored the frog of the well,

Moved towards sea shore,

To ring the victory bell.

 

But this victory is dangerous,

Like putting own hand in venom,

Will it make the ocean dry,

And destroy its kingdom?

 

Or will the glacier melt,

And get mixed with the water,

Will it choose love,

And everything in the barter?