Because they show the eternal light .
They are the real god on this earth.
So take refuge in them .
They make our soul stirred
Like on churning the milk the cream comes up.
Like wise they stir our soul & show us truth......
Flying is my only aim.
In the deep layers of his territory.
My heart is my colored kite.
My breath is my trusted thread.
Nothing seems now beyond and difficult
If not this wind will help me fly high..