It Is Reality Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The sun is reality
The real bless from an almighty
Each object draws energy
And stays firm with roots deeply

When there is light
The darkness has flight
It is right time to disappear
When sun rays try to appear

There is movement in the sky
The moon tries to go away
The stars try to fade away
Every object finds peaceful way

The mankind comes to life
For another battle with strife
It reminds of new day
With something to achieve under golden sway

No one disputes
Or dilutes
Its importance
We express thanks at once

Not only the living or stationery objects alone
But birds, animals and insects find place on this earthly heaven
Look towards sky and come in terms
Try their utmost and work towards to turn