Haiku on Flower
Hidden in green grass
like a lady behind curtain,
a flower leads its life.
Its beauty is endangered
as one plucks it for oneself.
Let it enjoy life.
Beloved can be pleased
with a word of praise for her.
Why to kill its beauty?
Born to spread fragrance;
to sweeten the hearts of others,
not to endure pain.
Don’t pluck lovely flowers
to be offered to worship God.
Divine force is there.
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