Till The Cessation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Till the cessation

Just surrender
To the nature
For fresh air
Look at the sky and stare

You are in heaven
With most of the time driven
Thinking about natural objects
And finally enter into act

Yes breathe openly
And rejoice keenly
It is open gift in the early morning
The cheeks shall start shying

What else you want in life?
No tension and nose trifle
It is open for us though think
Prefer to swim than to sink

Open the arms
And feel warmth
It is all for us to breathe
Till the cessation with death