Comfort With Nature Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Comfort with honor

I heard no word
And lost faith in lord
With whisper in mind
"Please! O god, be always kind

I shall be no more
Impatient and shall ignore
His dictates
And heavenly gate

I want to visit
As soon as to greet
With open hand
When comes an end

Not all but I am
Of good fame
With no bad intention
Remain in light for contribution

Not nature
But atmosphere too
Remain in favor
And provide comfort with honor