BLASPHEMY
D. V. Sahani
Everytime we complain
We are getting bored
We are proving ungrateful
And insulting God
God bestowed men
With magnificent scenario
Varied in forms
Vivid in colours
Birds flying hither and thither
Chanting songs in His praise
Trees stretching their arms
To embrace Him
Rivers moving silently
To reunite with their Beloved (Sea)
Lofty mountains performing penance
To experience. His bliss
The breeze gently blowing
Keeps His benediction flowing
Every flower blooms in His reverence
And fills the universe with His fragrance
With so much beauty
Scattered all around
To feel bored
Anywhere and at anytime
Is nothing
But insulting God
And divinity that there is
Everywhere and in everything.