Through stress and strain
Through thick and thin
Burning limitless candle
For this unforeseen expedition
If this test could be so acidic
I would not have made a bent
Nor produce the temptation
To talk through this tempest
If this voyage could be this difficult
I would not have joined the train
Nor get trapped in the Traffic
Since the room is impregnated
With ephemeral goody
I shall immune my soul
Against the virus of limitless want
To make it virgin
As it was during the inward journey
When one is due to take a leave
Out of this tempest
Called tempting garden