Life Is Rare Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

As I watched with difference
I drew one inference
It was loving nature
That was making sure

It may be temporary
And not necessary
Yet some understanding was must
As it involved trust

How can one turn sour?
When rain is ready to pour
Heaven is ready to bless
For everybody with happiness

It is all for good
And it must be understood
The world is to live in
And made certainly a heaven

Love to live
Together and believe
That life is rare
And we must be read y to bear