Decrees of Fate are not concealed
From man whose heart throbbing seems
He sees the image of new World
In slumberous state, during dreams
When Prayer Call at early morn,
Transports him to Morpheus' domain
He tries to build the world beheld
With utmost might and utmost main.
The body of the dreamt or world
Is made from his handful clay:
''God is Great", his slogan shrill that can
The role of soul for new world play.