His Blessings Always There Poem by Kishore Kumar Das

Birds chirp
Trees grow
Flowers bloom
Wind blows
Morning sets in
Living beings wake up
rises the Sun
we continue to live
night knocks the door
stars twinkle
moon shines
darkness pervades
living beings lulled to sleep
How can it happen
without His blessings?
His blessings manifest in
the rotation of earth
and revolution around the Sun
that directs the 'time' to move
the greatest truth....
when we are grief-stricken
'time' only drives away
our sorrows and pains
His blessings are always there
Let all try to decipher.