Flower Poem by Khirod Dalpati

I can see many beautiful flowers
As I am passing by - on my way;
But the one that I'm searching for
And searching all through the day.

I've searched in the hills and vales
And searching till my tiredness grows;
Under the beautiful sunny sky
And by the yonder stream that flows.

Now, its the time of evening
Where I have come at last;
A beautiful garden before me
With a hope within my heart.

The flower which I am searching for
Will I ever find in this garden;
Somewhere hidden behind the bushes
Or left by the road I have trodden.