We are engulfed by destiny
In his empirical power,
We try to escape from disaster
But inner rout is still cloudy,
We flee after one wild flower,
Almost impossible to find for a novice
It’s a color of life,
a harmonious way,
The wisdom it’s reflected in it
It’s an iris.

It gathers in our heart
It brings ecstasy as a hallow
Drawing us from shadow
And make the life a sacred art,
Now it guides the destiny
Through its independence
Colored by a magic rainbow,
We felt it, we are forever lost
in transcendence.