Power To Bring Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Power to bring

It was sleeping world
The night had taken them in her fold
Only calmness prevailed
The next day was likely to be led

What was I thinking?
New soul was shaping
The womb was itching for good
I felt thrilled

How will be the child?
What will be gender in kind?
I had one thing in mind
The addition shall be good for mankind

I could feel some beats
It was expected any time to treat
And welcome the arrival
" we are all lucky" God's people

The God has placed
New key in mother's hand
To earn the honor of being only soul
Who has power to bring on earth and give name to call?