The Mystic Beauty Poem by Abhishek Shah

I see a beauty that walks on the shore,
Which mighty travelers sing in their lore!

Omnipresent she is, yet visible to none,
Always out in open yet never wet nor it ever burns!

Traveling to the lands far and wide, belonging to none but present in all!
Soothing and delicate she might always seem, but when on rage it goes, trees and houses fall!

So mesmerizing is she, she makes you feel alive!
Always there with all, from the birth till we go senile!

To imagine the world without it, one cannot!
Even the simplest of life will cease and all will be lost!