A tender white flower that blossoms
in the soft darkness of night
spreads its fragrance in star light
on the wings of soft night breeze.
Its tender blossoms drop down
with the autumn dew drops
one by one, below its trees
spread a carpet of white and gold.
The grass below is covered
with soft white petals, a sight
so divine, soft white lace
spread on a grean carpet.
Devotees come in dawn to
pick them up with love and
stich a garland out of these
lovely flowers for the Gods..
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
2 comments:
this poem sounds very sooothing to my ears..
Haiku Poems
dear w,
thanks, i dont know if this flower blooms in your country, you can check on google for the pix, then you will know why i love this flower.
they are so beautiful, and the divine sight that they make in the morning really fills up the soul with light and happiness.
thanks for reading.
trisha
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