The Daughter Of The Earth - 38 Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Let me say something more
About you, my dear daughter,
I know though I can say nothing
I am not able to say anything,
About this earth, about this sky
as you spread everywhere and I
see you here there as my own energy
and I am acting, dancing like a doll
as per your sweet will.
I do agree I am yours, your product,
But you? You are the product of none.
You are your own creator, own inventor,
as per your sweet will, as the situation
demanded from time to time for your own creation.