From This Earth Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I never thought of departing from this earth early
I had firm bond with roots and loved so dearly
Every inch of an earth was familiar to me
I roamed over surface happily and very free

I used to sweep across it sometimes gently
Taking away the dead leaves silently
Making sound of forceful collection
As if it to be termed as illegal action

You can term our relation as that of cloth and body
Its closeness can be felt even by strangers or anybody
I may move gently across making some beautiful sound
Earth may respond favorable as lover when I go round

I give full hand to clouds when they wish to down pour
I don’t feel jealous or take it to mind as very sour
My earth can be made happy by many ways
Just felicitation of rain on her may never take her away

Clouds may give impression of invading imperial army
Thunder, lightening, sounds all making it stormy
I am unmoved by its impact and take full care
Accompany them alright but don’t allow more to dare

I scatter them with my full force
I change their direction and possible course
This is how I stay in close contact with daily
I move parallel on surface gladly and happily

I sweet across land and air music with mesmerism
The earth moves in intoxication with feminism
This is time I take full embrace and blow across
Make heart beating sound with full and dominant force

I am happy to move along and closely associate
Many write freely about it and relate
There are enough of reasons to state
But it is all about love and not the hate