Holy Light Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Neither experience nor back ground
However the family may be sound
Economically, politically or socially
Changes come from within really

It is much to our delight
That it converts into light
Call it divine or internal awakening
But stand is definitely softening

There is some kind of an urge
Removes all kind of dirt and purges
Concentrate to the cause of humanity
And think of mankind to the best of ability

This all can happen when heart changes
Beats with rhythm and manages
Dreams about holiness within
As if life battle is likely to win

This change comes gradually
When eyes see all miseries seriously
It is not of our doing still we suffer
See it from different angle with opinion to differ

It emanates from pure soul
When there is transformation call
It waits for none and responds
To the sub consciousness and corresponds

Such things generate only when heard by prayers
From within there are certain levels of layers
They open up to the mercy level as that of holy lamp
Hands open up and invite people to join in that camp