out of cocoon br br no br donot touch now br let the wings unfurl br br wings into wind br wind into wings br br let the wings spread br wings shall grow in the wind only br br multi-coloured wings like human dreams br let it fly br let it fly into the flowers br if there is any flowers left in human garden br then only it will be a butterfly br br all thing are thing of beauty br my wings too br in the cocoon br grown br I too shall come out from this cocoon br And live through br These things of beauty br Even if human garden barren br And human hearts numb.