Messanger Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Messenger

You are no insect
But in fact
Messenger from god
To spread his presence in words

Give no shape of religion
But move in the regions
Where people are unaware totally
And follow practice that is called unholy

So energy is with you
And everybody is capable to pass through
Any tough period
That is added to life span

Leave entire burden
To the rulers of heaven
It is their look out
To make you successful or single out

You may leave holy land
At the end
With no record of work you did
It is for the people to think about you and read