Our Holy River Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Our holy river

Confine to world of happiness
That can bring smile on face
make you cheerful
and always delightful

be as simple as nature
that shall make sure
your existence
as not mere chance

the sun is same
so the moon has place to claim
the stars can't leg behind
and certainly has place to find

so where are we?
Simply standing under tree
With no mind to apply
And not necessary to reply

Get tuned to natural melody
That is in air already
Wind blows in simple manner
So does the part our holy river