I've met an omnipotent poet one day,
Elated by his whimsical way!
He rendered about the thee,
And also about the beings who are free,
He kept writing about the omnipresent,
Without fearing the prediction of the saint,
I discovered the art of consoling from him,
He barely mentioned any crib!
His life has no chapter which was okay to skip!
That enigmatic and natural smile on his lip,
Explained to me how was his grip on life,
He said, "he was always away from retaliation",
That's how he helped the people in rehabilitation,
He had resolved many cases,
He knew how healing works through embracing,
And through facing;
The dark,
The shallow,
I would love to celebrate,
Every facet of his trait,
He was the one who didn't believe in fate,
I hope I wasn't that late,
To knock his mind's melodious gate,
I wanted to observe it slow,
Yes, I was willing to know,
How time had made his heart mellow!
- Yati