A single beam of brightness, slithers in through the bars,
Nimbly it spreads, overshadowing the twinkle of a million stars.
Knowledge it has a plenty, yet humbly amidst us it flows,
In its simplicity I bask, as unaltered it glows,
Truth is its very essence, humility its very being,
All things in the cosmos love it,that pure pellucid thing .
Joy, unbridled glee, it’ll spread, silently till the end of days,
How, and till when can such purity persist, it turns and replies,