My lovely GOD

this poem is also written in class 8th when My creativity was at the peak :P

A poem which I could not see and hear,

but feel, he takes my all care,

He is in each thing, place and matte,

in air, soil and water.

Whenever I get in pain, I remember him,

he is neither Fat nor thin.

he has no shape but exists,

and I have on him, A 'trust',

that he loves all of us,

he holds whole universe,

he is in my thought,

My lovely GOD.