Poem ‘Divine Mother’ from 1983-0800 Punya Bhoomi, Page 28

The innocence and freshness of the daisy,
The rich softness of the meadow green,
The dignity and poise of the red rose,
The joyful laughter of the bubbling brook,
The might and motion of the rolling sea,
The strength and push of the coastal wind,
The playful spirit of the dancing breeze,
The youth and stillness of the dawning sun,
The colourful grandeur of a desert sunset,
The depth and silence of an evening sky.

Every puff of breeze,
Every curled leaf,
The spark of light from a drop of water,
is You reflected.