The Flowers Tale Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I have seen you a million times over
Ever fresh with the dew of life
Lingering on your gentle infinite self
As if Cupid struck your being
Hugging you, smothering you with kisses
Life born out of your ephermal state
Short lived they say
In bees birds and the eyes of men
Forever blooms your pollen
Moving from one civilization to another
Cross fertilising the values created over time
Ever happy, no regrets
No fear no shame
An epitome of totality.