On Wisdom Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

On wisdom

Love was not an aim
Yet I claim
To be worthy
With the grace of an almighty

You are real flower
That ushers
With fragrance
I take the god sent chance

You may differ
Still I offer
My first love
Accept it willingly drive

We are in the same boat
And shall float
Over vast sea
As honest and free human being

I promise to care
And shall take you everywhere
You shall have freedom
Tot ace decisions on wisdom