Till the wind forgets its directions,
And the day forgets to come,
The yellow flower will be waiting for him to come!
Till the sun forgets to shine,
And the snow forget to fall,
Till the rain drops starts falling dry,
The yellow flower will be waiting for his shadow to fall!
Is he the same like he first came to the garden then?
Does he know the flower is still blossoming for him to come?
In the dusk fall and till the earth die,
The yellow Flower will be blossoming in the Autumn Fall!
Like never ending oceans continue to flow,
And unending life death cycle go,
Till never-ending light of faith become low,
In the middle of thousands of red flowers,
The yellow flower will continue to wait for him to show!