Bazi alis Subrata Ray (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

A gift from a friend's heart,
Remains as a part,
/And proves a new start.
/Of gardening the abstract,
And flowers bloom,
Dispels the gloom,
And fragrance fills life's art..

And then love comes,
Caged souls jump,
For the sharing of the feelings.
Then with divine boons,
Soothes soon,
And the hurt minds bathe in healing.