Everywhere, See The Sky Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Everywhere, see the sky.
The sea is not yours,
I know.
But fire is there,
Tell all there
With the stars.
If you are ready to
Go with harsh words,
Come on, I am here.
The sea is testing
The truth, while
The sky is holding
The prow.
The time is swallowing
The musical shore.
My luck is giving a fight
Standing far away
From my willingness
And unwillingness.
My luck is saying,
Go and see the dreams,
Go and see how the hills
Are moving ups and downs.
Go, go towards the sky,
While going tell
The heaven, not heaven
But the field of
Enjoyment of pleasure.