OCCULT GRACE

My arms outstretched, my eyes are closed,
My body is still and mind engrossed,
I can fancy the plush state of grace,
As moist, brisk winds blow by my face.

Wonderstruck, on opening my eyes,
Replete greenery and gloomy skies,
Chirping of birds and burble of Brook, 
Majestic beauty, wherever I look!

Talking to the winds, dancing with flowers,
I sink into delight of divine showers,
Smell of the mud, dampness of grass,
Astoundment begins to encompass.

Surrounded by divinity, though I’m alone,
Curiosity has simply grown and grown,
To explore nature’s occult grace,
Beauty, that never ceases to amaze!

Nature brings me closer to divinity,
Saves me from drowning into satanity,
Nature fascinates by all possible ways,
And makes me sink into that occult grace!  

                       – Nikesh  Lilani