Swims Into Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My mind straight way swims into thoughts
What are all aspects to be given place and be fought?
It is not floating with connivance
But yes it stays in race with presence

Many times I wish to remain quiet
But it does not allow or let
Feet turn toward helpless person
For rushing help with various reasons

Some of the qualities have been developed
Even though people have sarcastically commented many times
I find no jealousies in mind and go on with mission
Many poor people bless me without asking questions

I find early morning so inspiring
My mind swims with happiness and admiring
What nature has to offer us in this way?
The birds fly here and there for finding food in their way

With throwing of few grains, they shall descend
Wait for no danger and pick with tremendous speed
I watch the scene with pleasure and feel so glad
This is one of reason that in day time I feel no sad

Some of our daily routine must be guided
At least one good gesture must be performed
Let that go to any one which mind pleases
You may have all kind of blesses