Well........

Underneath a shaded canopy of green hue,
Fixed upon the moon-two pearls, hazy blue,
I locked my eyes upon one of them hoping
to know its story. I was haplessly groping.
All the while, the second pearl was extracting
my story out. Two worlds were contracting
into a final crunch that was to be....the end.

But the story began where it was supposed to end..... cruel bindings!