DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
Flowers for you
The world is made of softer things;
Softer divine souls, a matter of great happiness to eyes,
Other senses envy while eyes delightful of subtler dreams,
Seeds, trees, buds and flowers which come first, puzzle many,
But I have a dream to pick flowers from garden's rose valley.
Where in flowers God scripts eternal beauty;
Where with full sunshine, the sun shines unceasingly,
Where flowers blooming and spreading perfume of eternity,
Where moon, chequering the valley,
Pausing in awe at the site where flowers hiding their beauty,
At length shining upon the valley so brightly to glorify flowers' beauty.
Where winter, summer, spring, autumn....all nurturing wishes silently;
Wishing to make the valley a happy home of beauty,
Cold and callous though winter is,
Becoming cool, patient and ecstatic,
For her intent sanctified while conceiving with the elements,
So fulfilling for the spring to give birth
To the loveliest flowers in the valley.
Summer muse and muse herself to ecstasy;
For her joy multiplied in rearing the flowers,
And the autumn not to be deprived of her happiness,
For her joy lies in preparing the bed,
Where flowers slumber in peace.
Precious souls like birds, bees, butterflies, adding glamour to the valley,
Of birds, twittering and twittering,
Looks like singing the praises of flowers,
Of bees, buzzing and buzzing,
Sounds like a melody in praise of flowers.
Of butterflies, alighting and floating,
Like dreams born and dreams dying in the twinkling of an eye,
Mingling with flowers and deceiving our eyes,
For they are flying flowers radiant in blue, orange, gold.........
Enchanting, captivating and soul-stirring,
Do glorify, beautify and butterfly the valley,
The perfect blend of perfume, melody and beauty.
Wish this world were made of flowers only;
And the flowers, and the flowers and the flowers,
Like rose, lily, marigold, lotus, daisy, iris........ for you only.
For I have a dream to pluck flowers
From this garden of Heaven for you only......
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