Dreams Of My Soul Poem by Bambina Chatterjee

Have you ever thought what the dream of my soul meant.
Its the dream, I have for the most adorable person felt.
In pains and sorrows, in love and distress, It is she who's sent.
It is non other than my loving daughter at whom I gaze and melt.
In his vast garden of earth I would love to walk with happiness.
And admire his wonderful creation and thank his greatness.
To set my motive of life, and chose the right path of gentleness.
And cling to his verses, for his abundant words and simpleness.
Form above my lord who loves me, I adore and honour.
Oh his power I can never deny is present in every corner.
He searches in me every positive thing and put it in a header.
If not for his graces and blessing I would have been a mourner