On My Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

When I close the eyes
And try
To evaluate myself
I find treasure in shelf

What I find in real?
And feel
That He is very much there
Reminding me not to be afraid or feel fear

“Why are you scared’?
I heard and read
The message was very clear
I found only tears drops

“Why could not I realize it earlier”?
Why was I so scared to bear?
When it was part of His world
I had to remain merely in fold

“I shall show you my presence”
I heard someone saying at once
“Come out from darkness”
As the sun was about to shed light on my face