Half of the day had passed. The Sun had reached its zenith in the firmament and started burning full force. With this phenomenon of mother nature; slowly the life within the Doe began to wilt. She squinted up at the torrid sun and pleaded at heart: –
I plead you to beat a little at ease,
shower some soothe else it may wash up all at sea.
The suffering, the pain, and the misery,
altogether, they would swallow me.
I plead you to beat a liitle at ease,
show me the path and relieve me,
from the suffering, the pain, and the misery.
I plead you to beat a little at ease.
The Doe begged and moved on heavily, she had no calculation on hand which way to go, just shuffling head down, and lachrymose.
Note – “Doe’s Woe” is just a fragment of an abstraction “The Burning Mountain” which is aligned to be brought forth anon by Adi Illustration.