When I asked God,
He said don’t you worry.
When I asked my eyes,
They said it’s good to see.
When I asked my mind,
He said he will think over it.
When I asked my senses,
They said felling is good.
When I asked my heart,
He said go with the flow.
When I asked myself,
I feel good about it.
Then why is it so,
That I feel scared about,
When God is with me,
Then too I feel little terrible about it,
I think its all Human thing about me,
That compels me to be little fickle about everything.
