With Every Passing Day Poem by Kishore Kumar Das

Our each body cell turns old
with every passing day
but mind, enriched with experience
the belief in GOD
gets stronger and stronger
yesterday appears like a miracle
how one crossed the past
with the chain of problems
and the tailor-made solutions
really mysterious....
can't measure the depth of compassion
of the Almighty
whether one prays or not
our life so dear to the Almighty
than us
not a single activity
beyond His surveillance
and He does the best for us.