With Soul Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Never strain more
But explore
To bring joy on face
Along with happiness

Do not try to dig
But sing
In His praise
That shall forbid you to chase

The heart should pound regular
The beats should be circular
It must cover and come back
For nothing to feel at stake

The peace rests with soul
Give always nice call
That shall receive
Nice response to live

Life is not burden
It is like heaven
We are given few moments
Never feel absent

Make it gracious
Think continuous
It shall spring surprises
You may liv with promises