Real Light Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Real light,
Where it is,
I know.
I know who has
Given it,
To whom.
But I have to
Accept it
In full.
Let me stay
Cool.
I read the words
That is there
On the pages
Of the sky.
The sky, I know,
The summum bonum
Of life.
I am the representative
Of the sky, here.
See, we are
Identical.
The real light
Is within me.
The sky has taken it
On hire.
I am there
To observe life
On this earth.
I am the earth,
I am the sky,
I am the star
In between the sky
And the earth.