Devotee Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Devotee

I am small entity
But live under the spell of poverty 
I pray an almighty
To keep me always happy 

By doing so
I go
By his  dictates
And relate

if something goes wrong
I stand among
The Devotees
Who always believe in Thee 

If I am made poor
I shall neither go door to door
And tell neighbors
I regret nothing or harbor 

I like the situation
But shall carry on with continuation
One day may improve upon
And I shall stand as won