God might be silent, but he speaks through his creations,
He built a world like home for us,
‘Twas a place like paradise beyond our imaginations.
He made oceans galore which formed the basis of our existence.
The seeds of love which he had sown in the womb of earth,
soon blossomed to fruition with patience & perseverance…
Swaying merrily laden with the fruits of gratitude, they proved His worth.
He blessed us with seasons of winter, summer, autumn & spring..
To acquaint us with the essence of accomplished living…
The beauty of spring can be relished, only if we don’t miss the promise of winter,
the hope from summers & fulfillment of the falls by the last withering leaf.
Similarly pleasure, sorrow & love are a part of our lives,
& they are measured only in the end.
By the breathing strength of the bond with the loved ones that survives.
We have become indifferent to God’s benign presence around us..
& a miracle is not an outcome of a magician’s wand,
But it is the worthy world we dwell in, that surrounds us..
& is known as The God’s own Magical Land..
By- Pranav Gupta