Fill The World With Delight Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla

I'll turn myself into
Gentle blowing wind
I'll make an attempt
To reach You forthwith.

Solids may not touch You
Liquid may not reach You
Sure as air I'll envelop You
And praise all Your deeds.

To observe You's good feeling
Your vicinity's great experience
I'll spread joy with utmost devotion
I'll carry on life with satisfaction.

I'll join the cloud as water vapor
I'll fall on earth as pleasant rain
As sowed seeds germinate
I'll fill the world with delight.