Show Down

I feared a show down With life of my own Unmindful of universally known facts That everything depended on act As the sun was lowering I felt as if it had intention of some offering In the form of blessings So far truly, in fact, was missing The clouds seemed to have never tuned red Changed scene from life to that of dead Sometimes appeared as horse And sometimes devil rushed with force Its direct reflection on calm water Created a long shadow and then altered It created panic in my mind I raised head toward sky to find Was it pointer of an arrow? Had to observe something and follow? I got puzzled and looked towards sky So much in confusion and asked why? Clouds just threatened with thunder Was I committing any blunder? There appeared sign of shining cross in gold So many thoughts crossed mind and told There is hope in decline One must strive for good line Even hope to be build in sinking ship Glimmer of hope should continue and never resort to weep There was no upheaval on earth There was no cyclone, earth quakes or any death It was sign of divine appearance One must consider himself to be lucky by chance