The skies are drenched...
The ground's thirst quenched
the Colors soar
singing VIBGYOR
Twins, half and full they are
Or are they half and a quarter
leprechaun's vehicle ?
Or Nature's miracle !!!
Sons of sun, daughters of rain
between them, they remain
Between White and black and Gray
We are there, they say
connecting horizons
connecting the heaven
they are a fellowship
A fellowship of Seven.