Your Divine Hands :
I see You in the Majestic Mountains
Stretching far and wide,
I see You in the gurgling rivers,
Flowing past, waving goodbye.
I see You in the chirping birds,
Fluttering hurriedly, here and there,
Bringing a smile to those that care to stand and stare.
I see You in the gorgeous flowers,
With their sprightly colours, swaying dance,
Who could have crafted such a wonder,
Other than Your Divine hands?
I see You in the humming bees,
From dawn to dusk they labour,
Only to offer their sweet produce,
For all the world to savor.
I see You in the velvet clouds,
As they descend from their heights,
Caressing the trees, kissing Mother Earth.
A sight so priceless,
Beyond all of man’s material worth.
I see You in the glorious trees,
Standing tall and high,
Swaying happily in the breeze
As they sing You a lullaby.
They are a witness to man’s fathomless greed,
As he goes about plundering,
Your resources beyond his needs.
Why does man not understand?
He’s but a toy in Your Divine Hands.
With Koti Koti Pranams…