Not From Any Sort Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not from any sort

Everything has time
To bloom in time
To fall from grace
And disappear in all cases

So it is question
That needs mention
Seasons take over
And provide all answer

Even person can tell
About pregnancy well
Whether she will have baby boy or girl
What more we need to know in turn

Each object has something to give
But all in time even if you don't give anything
You will find rose in desert
Where no water is pulled from any sort