Infinite Link Poem by Bhargabi Dei Mahakul

"Let us ocean water make the entire ink. Let sky be the paper and Earth as pen of link. Now let us write more about God's creation. At any shore still it will never end. Even in devotion who can think to do this job? Although we express the same feeling still we do not be in motion. Sages plan to write about creation but it never does end their writing. Further nature sends many more messages. Here river flows and hill becomes the pen. Plants write and refill on Earth making her as slate. To run the pen in right direction wind becomes the hand in this case. Sun shines to fall on paper for dazzling light. Even to count dust particles nobody becomes able. Particles move in light path assuring us must. Also we do not know that who understands what? Why water vapour becomes snow again? We say ever this is miracle without knowing anything. But time moves in infinite circle repeatedly. If we think again and again we know that it is really wonder one. If we think also we can know easily this thing that loss is almost equal to gain in this material world. Searching him in opposite direction really we go far from father. In much composite we get direction but in jerk. God is really great. He is ocean of love and he searches us. Sprinkling the drops of bless over us, he thus saves us." This poem is based on such theme. This is written in Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.