Nothing For Self Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Know the beautiful art of living
And believing
In its secret language
That is felt in all the ages

Make one point clear
Have no fear
Except from an almighty
Who has in abundance or plenty

Seek grace
And boldly face
The challenges
That may be ravages

Meet the people
And know their worry and struggle
You shall find them loving
And believing

Bend the tree as much as you wish
And finish
With nothing for self
You shall have feeling of treasure from sea shelf