After a long days struggle br when one gets the touch br of freedom, joy rides on her br and makes her happy very much. br There are the age-old trees br and the endless stretch of leas, br waiting for her and br the sky-kissing hills br have picked the dew up br from the pure clouds of the high. br She must meet the banyan tree br whom she loved and for it leaves sigh. br She must go and must meet all, br which she has left long ago. br The greens and the blues br the forsaken past for all she must go.