Glory To You Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Glory to You
Glory to fire
For goodness
For humility
For amiability
For compassion
For goodness
In every field
And for all beauty
And with Your presence
I see, O my dear
The wicked are all
Seized with imaginary fears
And the cowards quietly
Fled in all directions
Glory to You, sir
You are the fire
You are the flower
You are the water
You are my dearest dear
You are the sky
Under which I desire to fly
You are the earth
Where I rejoiced
You are the sun the the light
For which I am here to fight.