Dear little flowers
If laws of nature are to be blured
It is you who will stand there in blues
There every colour will be nutured and every bloom will be special
Every scent will carry the mantra of purity and love
And every petal will chant the spells of peace, glow and care
If growing prosperous ever had a face
It'd be you
Where either of them can be futile
As they lay in the hands of cheerful children
Bringing smile to their sun-kissed face
As to us, only to realize the truths of mind, soul and universe.
2020-05-18 13:05:21
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