The Divinity Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The divinity

It is vacuum all over
With no visible cover
Yet it is available
For entire world and its people

Each object is drawing
Its strength and growing
With own capacity
With blessings from an almighty

We know it is world beyond
But not found
It is only felt
And its essence is not seen but smelt

The day spreads light
With moon's sight
And creation of silence in night
We feel presence of power and feel right

Nobody can deny
The divinity
Or presence of spiritual acceptance
We sight many instances