In the light of wisdom
Speaking eyes of curious gestures
Tilted smile of sarcastical humour
Throbing beats of discovering lost happiness
Orange tint sky of the state of pleasure I see
Twirling effortlessly with rhythm of the dancing spirit
Diving in the cushion of clouds    
Reflux of free fall in the laps of nature
Minting the gold of shinning amber
Falling pieces in the solace of his warm embrace                  
I melt in to the bits of his holyness
His selfless and supreme power
Depth of the oceans and heights of sky
I stay afloat, an inch above the ground
His beats resonate my steps, as clearly i see
silently sleeps, the tides of the ocean vast
When in the vessel shallow in cast

Manisha