Thou Art... Poem by Vishal Gupta.

Thou art the sunshine, I always feel
Blazing; one burn, tough to heal
And at times cold as moon and its shine
I peer at, with sheer calm and want thou be mine

Thou art the gust, I'm blown away by
I feel thy presence around, that none can buy
And at times the breeze, I found thy essence in
Agile; swirling round each corner with grin

Thou art the nature's music, never ceasing
The chirp of bird and rustling of leaves very pleasing
And at times shrilling ripples of streams roaring over the wood
Thy soul, the nature's soul and mine all wearing same hood

Thou art not mine, although my psyche sense yours
Not physically but spiritually you are with me in all my chores