Under Sand Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Under sand

It is mad chase
And face dilemma
Over the foot prints
When there is no hint of its preservation

Nature has seen thousands
Who walk over sands desert
Create feet deep impression
But soon to disappear in oblivion

We are not divinely figure
So people will remember
We are destined to perish
And simply bury under land and finish

Life may remain continuous in relation
Whereas body may be lost in sands accumulation
Not to be traced and taken away by wind
Such is the nature and still remains kind