Far away from the bustling town
There was a dilapidated cottage
Where the evenings were lit up with lamps
Lonely in the valley it stood, touching the horizon
Two lovely souls inhabited the home
Lamps shone brighter than electric lights
There was abundance of love to light up the world
The cottage was a shrine where love resided
There was less embellishments
But the grandeur of the souls there shone through
It was a humbling experience for any traveler from town
Amazed by the rich simplicity
With which it welcomed the weary traveler