Air May Remind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Air may remind

Yes, plenty of time
To enjoy every time
Count no breathe
Till reached to the bank of death

What is there to fear?
When we are near
Working hand to hand
And remaining as dear and friend

What life has to pose?
Hardship and labor to choose
That is no trouble
We are trained to struggle

Life rears love
And forces us to believe
It has no smell
If we don't tell it well

Keep heart wide open
And allow each one
To come near fearlessly
To tell what he felt tremendously

It is precious
And shall so remain continuous
Man may come and man may go
But air may remind us its gentleness and blow