His Design Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Thousands take birth daily and perish
Life is not taken note of and finished
Garden booms with lots of flowers
Different and beautiful in color

Each soul is destined for better or worse
Some may enjoy full and same may spent it with remorse
No one has understood the great theory of almighty Lord
“Do your remember him or forget” reiterates the golden words

Every object is real reflection and part of his design
We only have to surrender and mutely resign
We may not know the secret blessings behind
We need to look towards sky and try to find

Individual may have sufferings and different stories to tell
Not all may be blessed with for being well
Some may remain well without hard struggle
Others may go down with agony and pain as if living is hell

You may meet thousands of strangers
Not a single soul you may be found without anger
He will have something to complain of
Life may prove always rough and tough

The death and birth cycle in inevitable
All holy books speak same including Bible
We have to pass through the acid test and ordeal
We won’t know it unless it is faced in real

Let us not feel it as burden
Life can not be ended all of sudden
there may be some odds and even
We must strengthen the belief and not weaken

We are messenger of God
There should be no heavy load
If you take it as pure and humble mission
There won’t be any necessity for guilt admission