Family-Holder Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Are you a family holder, my dear
If yes, come on, I care You.
You need no assistance, I know
You are a giver not a taker, I am sure.
You acquired everything the earth the space
I am providing you the air the water and the light
I know though you yourself are all that.
You are calling me and I am present
You are the establishment officer
And not distinct from others.
O my dear, see me I am here in your house
Without you I have no existence I know
You are my pros and cons my sand sculptors
I have the ability to take the futility and wastage of labor.