Strings Of Love Poem by Kishore Kumar Das

As I walk down the street
in the bright morning
I observe a yellow flower
hanging under the flower tree
it is swinging by the gentle breeze
dancing in the air
full of joy
as I come closer
I observe:
it's fastened by the spider net
invisible from far
but visible near
the lesson that I learnt
was of 'love'......
I am fastened by the Almighty
with the strings of love
invisible to me
but visible if only I realise
He has created me of love
He has protected me
I am alive
as I am suspended
by His strings of love
why should not I enjoy!
enjoyment is my birth right
and I should be aware of it
when I am aware
life becomes a pleasurable experience
unlike a burden
I am embraced by the love
from all sides
all directions
inexplicable
and this is the greatness
of human birth.