God Of A Small Word Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

There is no beginning
And there is no end
No diameter multiplied
No outside and inclosing walls
To be the circumference
Hills rise to end up in Himalaya
Stars rise to end up in cluster of stars
And the moon and the sun
They do venture out
But to end up being happy
Crawling, walking and running
And sometimes hiding clouds behind
In their stately home
And the earth goes up and down
To end at best diving deep down an ocean
And embracing the horizon
Yet missed all of the exactness
Of depth and the loftiness
Measuring up not bravely and in fairness
Of such a thing grand and dignified
For I am a gift from heaven and beyond
I am a miracle