Howsoever it may look, it may sound,
But no other way till date I have found.
For tasting the heaven the God's domain,
Give up the counting what loss or Gain.
For God is not loss and benifit you count,
Nor he can be bought what be the amount.
You hear the sound the whistle of train,
But never you find the whistle of train.
If candle will try for catching the heat,
And music will try for catching drum beat.
Can cloud get success in catching the rain?
And can a bird find sky the empty terrain.?
Like fish never fathom what water what sea,
And fruit seldom find the bud and the tree.
For a Fish is in water and a bird in sky,
Sea cannot be found , whatever fish try.
As breathing not separate from body from life,
And family just dependent on part of a wife.
God' business is different and different his way,
He is closest of the closest and still far away.
A man is not separate nor different from God,
No question disecting the source with a sword.
The Proof of heaven is within you my friend,
Just venture your search in your heart's terrain.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
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