At Right Moment Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

“You have blown my mind” one of the reader commented It was with reference to one of my poems posted “Are there any more words for poet to say” she added Now it was my turn to feel speechless as I was highly graded It is nice to feel, when some one staying far, is commenting Her feeling in simple but in effective way and presenting I can understand about the state of mind when you are moved There exists no double thought or opinion to be removed “We are potter’s clay” I humbly stated We have found no other way We sing in His praise and enjoy That is how the life is to be spent with joy We also know that not all pots survive Potter makes all efforts to save them and revive Yet he expresses helplessness at the end Looks towards sky as if that blessing god has sent How come poems emerge from tiny mind? It has no place to store and convenient place to find I have wondered many times but simply surrendered It is nothing but a grace that has been showered I shall relentlessly strive to present At any place and in any form like crescent moon It may not offer enough light but a rare glimpse Still more to say that feeling of divine force I would love to praise not only about him alone But nature as well to have come to our aid as one We fail to notice the merciful act from time to time Yet they are sent regardless of what we err sometimes I bow my head in silence and thank To all those who have become my close friend Not out of any personal bond or attachment But due to simple words to have come at right moment