Father, The Grand Figure Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Ever monitor, father.
You can be touched by no error.
O, divine grace, I feel
How you have created own space!

Grand figure with no colours,
Down to earth your real nature.
You are part of my life process,
I lie under your feet, complete surrender.

Here you are, dear father,
And here you are for ever.
Nowhere to go, and here
You are your own mirror.

Always you are new, I love you,
In the present world I learn to live with the truth.
I know you rise with all positive emotions, no fear.

Dear, you are the sense of calm and equanimity, my eternity.
My acceptance is deeper with your presence inner and outer.
You are my past, my present and also my future.

(C) Gajanan Mishra