Subbaraman N V
Commands Of His Laws - Poem by Subbaraman N V
Sun, who gave you this effulgence?
Nature, how you derive this influence
Waves, from where do you get this force
Wind, how do you find your moving course
Moon, what makes you so bright and cool
Stars, how do you get into such a nice pool!
Planets, where did you get this continuous light
During the day what makes you go out of sight?
Nightingale, who gave you this melodious voice
While rest of your clan make only a noise?
Peacock, who coloured your neck so nice
With a gay plumage of beautiful size?
Butterfly, who made your wings so tender
And gave you that look a splendor?
Rainbow, who made that perfect shape
From the feast of colours none can escape!
Great Creator of the grand Universe
In thy scheme nothing goes ever adverse
Obeisance to the commands of His laws
Keeps us fine without any loss!
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