The sovereign of sanity

To the one who knows no bounds;
The   pattern of tiny feet and collapse of a spark in the grey matter,
For the one that makes a man's thirst unquencheble and drives them to pure madness for their boundless  unsolvable questions!

To the one who makes a child's playful ---innocent eyes shine as bright as the blazing sun; the one that makes stars reborn in their eyes which glows like tired lamp even in the pitch dark nights of tragedy

Oh,what a puzzle it is! It uses itself to understand itself, it is known to be the reason for which rich kingdoms turn in rivers of blood and cries of the widows; responsible for the kingdoms where flowers bloom and peace lustre

Today it grants us to touch the stars, laugh from the top of the world but still we decide to sit day after day declining in morale and hope

The dwelling place of where the evil rages and the angels sits and  sings the saintly untainted melody; which is known to steer the bloodthirsty world with  unsullied tenderness and when devil's play comes to act it brings the raging fires of hell dipped in blood and cries of the innocent to this spinning ball of dirt

Oh, humanity rests for the existence of this goods and chattles, for which it is known to burn kingdoms down and blossom the other like a flower in heaven's garden; it is known to be the reason a crown breaks and other rests in pride, the reason stars are touched,  the clarity of a earthling,the beholder of  memoirs,the vase of madness, sorrow and euphoria, the crispness of memoirs of our loved one's... the one and only God who rules over the world, the sovereign of all mortal, the only and only 'mind'