Our hair looks nice, with face so bright,
The eyes are clear, green lens is here,
But our soul looks plain, with only a name,
No dress for the soul, that is the game.
We must look good, and must look clean,
But the soul remains in a dull low beam,
The soul needs a dress, the soul needs time,
Like the same you give your outer shine.
So look within and give your soul,
Thoughts of pearls and words of gold,
Dress it up, make it look all bright,
The soul will fly high like a kite.
-- Karan Parwani