What is it that we call Almighty
The tender sapling beside the streets
The sapling amazed by the world so bright
As he sees the first daylight
Looking around, he searches for mates
Some tender, and others too great
He feels the breeze, and joyous he sways
Unaware of the sorrows and dismays.
How did the trees grow so tall?
Why do some fly while others crawl?
Oh dear sun; the bright; the mighty!
What is it that we call almighty?
And then the sun, shining high
Showed the sapling how birds fly
The joy and thrill to be absolutely free
To fly for miles and find a tree.
And then he said of the Kukoo's song
The giant elephants with trunks too long
The flowers which blossom; the fragrance they spread
The colours they posses - blue, yellow and red.
All of us come here with an aim
A target; an objective we have to proclaim
A dream to add to the beauty of nature
To admire the present and build a future
Here I am on the top of the sky
Watching you all as you laugh and cry
It is my warmth that helps you grow
It is me who guides you through rain and snow.
We all seek joy peace and satisfaction
Joy of achievement, completeness and perfection
This joy is what we seek precisely
This joy is what we call almighty.