Let Them Spread Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Let them spread

Allow the heart to open
And see the living heaven
That is driven by love
And we got to believe

Make the environment
To present
Lovely world
To the flowers and be told

Love must spread
The fragrance at the end
With wind carrying purposeful message
For people of all ages

Let them blossom
And die out seldom
Let all know about secrets
with an impression to get

If we make it worth
There shall be fear of death
One may come up naturally
And depart automatically