Earhts Story Poem by Yu hang Limbu

The night is ready for a new dawn,
the birds singing a new song!
The brook in the certain highland ready to take her journey home,
mother waking her baby to see the morning sun!

Up to the heaven and down to the hell,
the hopes and dreams are everywhere!
Tears of the flowers are no more there,
coz they can reflect their colors everywhere!

The coldness in the mind is crushed,
the earth is in a rush.
That's the thing you gotta see,
its the mother earths story.