World Through My Eyes Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I feel world with no difference
Same people with nose, eyes and fragrance
Love and sweetness in speech
Where is the need for all to preach?

I wonder and still believe
People may have different approach to live with
Same work but with different angle
Forming axis with beautiful triangle

I see through my eyes and put trust
I always tell others about it" Why it is must"
Ultimate result out of it is just love and only love
Lend little patient hearing, take and give

I wonder about simple philosophy
You may never get joy after receiving trophy
It is totally free and coming from within
Not less in any form what you enjoy from clear win

I get enormous joy when see new plant
Just emerging from soil with little bends or slant
Not knowing fully well what will be the future ahead!
I capture those moments before it becomes dead

I seek no answer as it has divinity touch
Any living being on earth has to meet same fate as such
We may rejoice their arrival with much of fun fare
But no one can deny the existence of danger

I love emergence of bright sun
Morning breeze, dew and people's run
All in quest for new goal and aspiration
Sometimes in search of companion for relation

All such things make me to believe
Life is all that we can dream and relive
There is lot more potential to feel happy
Just remain in tune with people and get ready

You may find atmosphere congenial and conducive
Welcome all over among animals, birds and receive
Their love and recognition of what you are doing
Is it not reciprocal gesture that we are wanting?