Much Of The Brotherhood Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Much of brotherhood

God lives nowhere
But felt everywhere
In living being
And in the wood to bring

The earth turns live
And makes room for us to believe
That he exists everywhere
But we find him nowhere

How do we apply our mind?
And find Him
Exactly near by
In our heart and try

Such is the trial
For us as an individual
We are among good people
And still struggle to find him

I hear much of brotherhood
The peach on earth is heard
We get prayer words
We march forward