GREATNESS

Thy greatness, thy all; 
Comes to my fore
Most humbly I stoop 
To beg for an honour 
In meeting thee
As ever and fore-ever 
My drooping stands 
At thy door

Please tranquilize
The essence of mine
Glance the demeanour
Which pine for thee
Thy one touch
Crank through every pore
Drenched with joy
The bud spread its petals
The mountain wear snow crown
The feathered friends chirrp
The cotton clouds soak the heat
The velvety the green path
The ocean dance
Conjoin the creation
Why seperation in
Birth and death
Thy greatness,
THY ALL!
Comes to my fore.