Object In Line Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Object in line

It is silence
Hence
We all go for protection
The divine power is in action

We die daily
Surrender already
Dream in sleep
For tomorrow to keep

No one knows
What shall be in store for tomorrow?
But we care for nothing
Pray for good and wish to bring

Fortune may smile
With days arrival
New opportunities
And new challenges

So sun is rising
With no more surprise
It is daily routine
As main divine object in line