Nothing yet restrains to be free, br like fly of birds to rave in blue of sky br wave never bothers being cruised br as falling of leaf disowned from green br br ripple slithers by blushes of breeze br does river loses mirth being wise? br nature when smiles by truth of reasons br dawn sways in grin by touch of rays br br morning descends wresting darkness br fountain cascades by call of gravity br mystery never defies crux inevitable br weariness dissolves as when frizzle br br rigidity of friction yet freckles too br time and space engross to be voiceless br does it mean any sense being busy intense? br when sky is limit by grace of irrelevance.