My Living My Writing Poem by Gajanan Mishra

My living, my writing,
Come near me and read me.
I am the pure water,
Pure air, delighted light.
Come and see me in the star above,
Come and discover me in the sea below.
I am what I am the original
Though not final, I am here
For you my dear, and you are here
For me, remember the time.
Come and discover me in love
But not in hate. Come and know
How strange I am here in flower
And in colours of the sky.