Like flowers of his garden,

God rear us all,
Like thorns to those flowers,
We treat him all,
More than angels he loves us all,
Like the devils of space we return him all,
Quietly he watches and glares, and blesses us though
Cry of desires, shout and thank him, that’s the way we know
We breach him often, in the life given by him
But still he comes to take some day, when the neon will dim
Like a petal of a flower, he treats us still, 
Half is over, and have not returned the softness and purity and love
That sooner I will!
Fictitious is over and around the hub
The paucity of life will marvel of the parts which is dubbed
The props and elements will go away
And then
You will live His life His way!!
Amen~
Love
Kiran Sakkar Sudha