The Unseen Is Here, See Poem by Gajanan Mishra

The unseen is here, see,
The untouchable is here, touch,
The voiceless is here, hear him,
And come, my dear, feel his presence within.

With so many colors he is taking
utmost care this earth where you are
With mystic fever he is here, wonder,
I am with you in this heaven-garden.

Telling you all that are near you
I am presenting before you infinity,
I see nobody destitute here with his presence,
Thing is it is a matter of faith.

I am with him and he is with me
He is with me and I am with him.