Howsoever it may look,
it may sound,
But no other way till date,
I have  found.

For tasting the heaven,
the God's domain,
Give up the counting ,
what loss or Gain.

For God is not  loss and
  benifit you count,
Nor he can be bought
what be the  amount.

You hear the sound  ,
the whistle of train,
But never you find,
the whistle of train.

If candle will try,
for catching  the heat ,
And music will try for,
catching drum beat.

Can cloud get success,
in catching the rain?
And can a bird find,
sky the empty terrain.?

Like fish never fathom,
what water what sea,
And fruit  seldom find,
  the bud and the tree.

For  a Fish  is in  water,
and a bird in  sky,
Sea cannot be found  ,
whatever fish   try.

As breathing not separate
from body from life,
And  family  just dependent
on  part of a  wife.

God' business is different,
and different his way,
He is closest  of the  closest,
and still far away.

A man is not separate,
nor different from God,
No question disecting ,
the source with a sword.

The Proof  of heaven is ,
within you my friend,
Just venture your search,
in your heart's terrain.

Ajay Amitabh Suman