The plant nurtures its new born bud
It celebrates joy of motherhood.
You planted with hopeful pleasure
It whispers conveying you the message
Don`t open the growing bud forcefully
Why are you so curious for its colour
Let it grow as usual in its universe
No more despair for the bud.
Don`t smash the growing bud
Let the bud grow to a full blossom
Wait till it sees the light of the sun
Let it play in free air in nature.
Don't be afraid of colour - black or fair
Try for its proper feeding and nurturing
Fragrance will waft across one and all
And everybody will appreciate you.
Array of unknown flowers in the jungle
Bees rush for their sweet honey
Flowers do never rush to the bees.
They prepare to be graced at God's feet.
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