In Chariot You Come Poem by Bhargabi Dei Mahakul

While God comes a soul realizes and watches his coming in his mind and sings, "Oh God it is really so wonderful for me that I see you come in a chariot. Horses pull your chariot in front and a large sheep of breed with short think wool follow behind your chariot, as I see. Sitting in throne i.e. ceremonial chair for a severing you control all around the universe with in a second. With their sweet tone all angels around you and your chariot sing songs. Although suns, stars and moon together do not appear in sky still they all gather at the same time in sky while you come. Rivers and streams flow in happiness with shy. Here on this Earth although life is just like bubble and uncertain still they all flow in certain hopes and move towards you. As kite flies in far horizon, likewise filling the far horizon with light of knowledge thousands of rays fly in far space. On your appearance sprinkling petals of flowers spread across the space and essence flies there. Weather ties all in love and tries to cover them in feather. By your boon to give us crop dry soil becomes wet in land. By getting your boon drop by drop all enlighten while you come. Oh father, all souls purify themselves here. Surely mind fills with cheer by watching your coming scene. In your devotion stones melt and wind solidifies. In a particular motion all trees and buildings run behind you. Mountains cry, rivers fly and dumb person speaks suddenly. In quick deaf hears the running sound of wheel of your chariot. All impossible becomes possible while you come because only you have this power. As your duty you come to perform oblation and to teach us. Nature increases her beauty while you come here. Oh God the chariot you come spreads the brightness in such manner that temporarily the eyes twinkle. Actually in this old world we all souls are tired completely. You appear and remove such irremovable tiredness. This poem is written in India and dedicated to the people of the world.