His Grace Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is his grace
That brings smile on face
Think or do not think for result
It saves you from great insult

It shall make you happy
When things are available in plenty
You get what you had wanted
Even yield is in abundance even though less planted

It is natural to believe
And honestly to live
On this mother earth
With the fear of death

We must pray
And accept His sway
He is our guide and teacher
We need not bother

Not more or less
Just pray and face
You may get whatever is destined
The role of yours is clearly defined

You may set on high sea
Just to wonder and see
There may be mission
But He may grant you courage sans confusion

Believe in his grace and power
Nothing will deter you. not even rainy shower
The thunder storm may cease to threaten
Everything will be cleared all of sudden